The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

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Chapter 116

-Ava’s POV-

The sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, piercing through the haze in my mind. As I stirred, a sharp throb shot through my head, and my entire body ached with a vengeance. It took a moment for my brain to catch up, but when it det. the events of last night hit me like a freight train: Grayson’s cold, cutting words, the bar, the fight with Isabella, the man–the man I killed.

The memory slammed into me with such force that I bolted upright, my heart hammering in my chest. My gaze darted around the unfamiliar room. Where was 1? What was I doing here?

I should be locked up. I turned myself in. The details after that were a blur, fragmented and fuzzy, but I couldn’t waste time trying to piece them together. I needed to leave—find out where I was and how to fix this.

That’s when the door opened.

And, of course, it was him.

Grayson stepped in, calm and composed as always, but the moment our eyes met, I caught it–a flicker of anger, brief and sharp, before his expression turned as cold as stone.

“You’re awake,” he said, his tone flat, almost indifferent, but there was an edge to it.

“What is the meaning of this, Grayson? Where am I?”

His gaze didn’t waver. “Paris.”

I swung my legs off the bed, ignoring the lingering ache in my body. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Take me back home. Right now.”

“Why?” His eyes narrowed, glinting like steel. “So you can turn yourself in again? You took stupidity to an entirely new level last night, Ava.”

The way he said it—so calm, so matter–of–fact–made my blood boil. “Of all the insults to use, do not call me stupid. I am not stupid. I committed a crime, and I did the right thing by turning myself in. I should be in prison. So, if you’ll excuse me

I moved to push past him, but he didn’t budge. His towering form blocked the doorway, and his voice dropped to an icy growl.

“Going to that station was the least of what you did. What were you thinking, dragging my men into some half–baked plan to take down a man by yourself?”

Oh, goddess. Jeremy. I hadn’t even thought about him.

Still, I snapped back, “Well, excuse me for trying to help you.”

voice cutting through me like a blade. “I can handle my business myself. Do you have any idea what you’ve

hell alone!” I shouted, the anger boiling over. “If I’m such a headache, why don’t you walk away? Since when do you care about anyone or their feelings, huh? Or is this about your wolf? You’re becoming human, so now you’re trying to act human? Sucks to

mouth, I regretted them. The flash of pain in his eyes was fleeting, gone before I could truly register it, replaced by the same cold,

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Isabella, apologize. I have to check on Jeremy, make sure he’s okay.

as he’s been calling himself lately, James Lawson. He’s wanted in three different cities for doing to women what I

making my own decisions. You had no right to do whatever you did to get me out of jail. And you sure as hell had no right

of my houses,” he said, his voice neutral, but the look in his

course it is,” I scoffed, throwing my hands in the air. “Well, take me back. I’d like to get

you

out, gripping my arm. His fingers were firm, unyielding, but it wasn’t his touch that stopped me–it was the look in his eyes. Cold. Hard. Yet, somehow, I felt

his voice colder than I’d ever heard it. “You’re starting to get

yank my arm free, but

you throwing yourself into danger like

spat, shoving at his chest with my free hand. “If you’re so sick of

tongues, a clash of anger and something deeper, something primal that neither of us could seem to control. His other hand tangled in my hair, tugging

talking,” he growled against my lips, his breath hot and ragged. “For once in

wall, his strength overwhelming. “Let me go!” I demanded again, my voice

hauled me closer. “I’ve had enough of your reckless decisions, your constant defiance. You think you can walk away from me? From this?” His

he had on me, but my voice came out breathy,

the buttons of

“I’m not-”

and the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. My bra was next, his fingers making quick work of it before it joined my

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trail of fire down my skin. “You’re reckless. Stubborn. Infuriating. And

wanted to argue, to tell him he was the one who drove me insane, but my body betrayed me. My hands found their way to his hair, tugging hard as he pressed me against the wall, the cool surface a stark contrast to the

isn’t it?” he growled, his teeth grazing my collarbone. “To push me until I snapped?

voice was a mix of frustration and need, my nails digging into his shoulders as his hands roamed over my body, his touch rough and

he undid his belt and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me. “You’re mine,” he said against my lips, his

a chaotic storm that I couldn’t control. “I hate you,” I spat, my nails raking down his