The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 127

Chapter 127

-Grayson’s POV-

Rickon leaned over to the armrest, retrieving a miniature bottle of whiskey from a hidden compartment. He held it up as if he’d unearthed some grand treasure. “The rules are simple,” he said, shaking the bottle slightly for effect. “We take turns asking each other questions. Nothing too personal–don’t worry, I’m not about to dig into your tragic backstory or whatever. But here’s the catch: for every question you refuse to answer, you take a drink.

I gave him a flat, unimpressed look. “You dragged me into this just to play some childish drinking game?”

Rickon placed a hand över his chest, feigning offense. “Childish? This isn’t just a game–it’s a sacred tradition. It’s called bonding, Grayson. You should try it sometime.”

I stared at him, my voice deadpan. “You think I want to bond with you?”

“Not particularly,” he said with an easy grin as he unscrewed the cap with a flourish. “But you’re stuck with me for the next few hours, and unless you’d prefer I spend the entire flight testing your patience, I suggest you play along.”

I debated telling him to go to hell, but the thought of enduring his endless chatter for the duration of the flight was somehow worse. With a resigned sigh, I leaned back in my seat. “Fine. Get on with it.”

Rickon’s face lit up with triumph. “That’s the spirit. I’ll start.” He leaned back, swirling the tiny bottle like he was some sort of whiskey expert. “What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you?”

I gave him a blank look. “Pass.”

“Really? Not even going to try?”

“I said pass,” I repeated, my tone leaving

no room for argument.

Rickon laughed and handed me the bottle. I shot him a glare. “Can I at least get a glass?”

Without a word, he reached into the compartment and pulled out two small glasses. I poured a little whiskey into one, taking a quick swig. The liquid burned on the way down, but it was better than entertaining his ridiculous question.

“Your turn,” I didn’t even bother thinking too hard. “Why do you talk so much?”

“Ah, a classic,” he said, rubbing his chin theatrically. “I talk because silence is boring, and life’s too short not to fill it with my sparkling personality.”

“That’s not an answer,” I muttered, though a faint twitch at the corner of my mouth betrayed my amusement.

he

The game

before long, the whiskey began to loosen the iron grip I usually kept on

thought about shutting up for five minutes?”

toast. “Never.

a faint, fleeting smile

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is!” Rickon crowed pointing at me like I was some rare animal he’d just spotted. “I knew you had one in you.”

as quickly

everyone back home that

warmth of the whiskey seep through me, softening the edges of the ever–present weight I carried. For a fleeting moment, I forgot about the expectations, the vigilance, and the constant need

then it

off the armrest. My wolf growled instantly, rising to attention, and every muscle in my body went rigid. Rickon straightened, his playful grin wiped

that?” he asked, his tone low and serious.

didn’t answer, my senses sharpening as I scanned the cabin. I had opted for no stewardess, just the pilot and co–pilot. I’d flown enough to

myself. The low rumble of the engines faltered, followed by an eerie

said, his voice tight, his usual

the pilot’s voice crackled over the intercom.

for an emergency landing. Please remain seated

unmistakable. My wolf growled within me, a primal

to be found. His green eyes were focused on me, narrowed with concern. “This doesn’t sound good, Grayson,” he said quietly, his voice edged

mind was racing through every possibility, but nothing added up. Why would my jet–one of the most advanced machines in the

keeping my voice

his usual cocky demeanor gone. Even he, ever the optimist, couldn’t mask the tension in his body. The

very wrong.

my stomach. The hum of the engines sputtered, sounding uncomfortably uneven. I gripped the armrests, my

in sudden dimness. The engine noise grew louder, more errátic. My stomach flipped, and I could feel my wolf’s agitation

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