The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 136

Chapter 136

-Grayson’s POV-

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Alaric’s words struck like thunder, leaving an eerie silence in their wake. My chest tightened, my instincts screaming that whatever I was about to hear would change everything I thought I knew. Without a word, I followed him deeper into the chamber, each step echoing against the cold, unyielding stone walls.

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The air grew heavier, thick with an ancient tension that pressed down on my chest. We stopped in front of a massive mural, its edges bathed in an otherworldly blue glow that seemed to pulse like a heartbeat. The mural was intricate and dark, its center dominated by a figure cloaked in shadows, its form blending with the chaos around it.

“This,” Alaric began, his voice low and deliberate, “is where the story of the Blackwood legacy takes its darkest turn.”

I stepped closer, studying the intricate carvings. The figure stood surrounded by wolves with their heads bowed, not in reverence but in unmistakable fear. Around them, the forest was aflame, the trees twisted and scorched, their branches like skeletal hands reaching out for mercy.

“What happened?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Alaric’s usual smirk was gone, replaced by a solemn expression that made my stomach churn. “As you must know by now, Grayson, no lineage is without its blemishes. Even the strongest have their weaknesses.” He paused, letting the weight of his words settle.

“The Blackwood lineage,” he continued, his tone grave, “became the beacon of unity and strength, keeping the wolves together under a shared vision of peace. But power,” he said, his voice sharp and bitter, “can corrupt even the noblest of intentions. And so it did.”

He gestured to a section of the mural where the shadowed figure now stood atop a mountain of bones, its claws dripping with blood. Around it, the wolves who had once knelt in unity had turned against each other, their snarls and howls frozen in chaotic disarray.

“One of your ancestors,” Alaric said, his voice laced with disdain, “decided that being the Alpha King wasn’t enough. He saw himself not as a protector, but as a ruler—one above all, even the goddess who made us.”

His words aligned eerily with the words Maria had told me, but I held my tongue, letting him continue.

the Moon Goddess, mocking the idea of bowing

as Alaric spoke. Darius, standing tall and defiant, his sneer etched into the stone. Around him, wolves

in light, and laid a curse upon Darius. Since he believed women to be inferior, his very survival would depend on one. She decreed that his lineage would be bound to their fated mates, chosen solely by her. They could only find true strength through this bond. Without their mate, their power would diminish, leaving them vulnerable and weak and it is a curse which

in my chest. “So this… curse,” I

just now learning of it?” Alaric finished for me. “Yes. That’s part of it. The curse was designed so that the truth could not simply be

“Darius, in his desperation, sought a way to break

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the Moon Goddess–a pack with unparalleled healing abilities.

the pieces falling into place. “That’s why they’re the best healers. That’s why

couldn’t undo the Moon Goddess’s decree. But they did strike a pact with Darius. They promised that when the time came, a wolf of pure blood from their lineage would be born–a wolf who could bind the fate of the Alpha King’s bloodline and break the curse. But there was a condition: the Alpha King’s descendant would have to

reached its peak. And when Evelyn Pierce took in with child, the prophecy was set into motion. You were the descendant chosen to undo it before your line vanquished. But fate was cruel because she was pregnant with twins and the essence wasn’t meant to be shared. The Pierces were forced to make

form etched with light

voice heavy with the weight of the story. “The essence was transferred into one of the Pierce twin, the one born with the strength to carry it. But the other twin…” He hesitated, his expression softening for a brief moment, “…she was left weak,

I didn’t understand.

mate? That would explain the connection I felt with her–the undeniable pull, the fire in my veins every time I was near her. But then, what about the other twin? And did

sympathy. “I can sense your confusion, Grayson, but I’m afraid there’s little I can do to clear the fog entirely. The story

that reality even more, that night… one of the twins was stolen.” His finger hovered over a faint outline etched into the stone–an image of a child

who took her?” I asked, my voice

his head. “That is an answer we still don’t have to this day” He paused, his gaze lingering on the symbol. “The stolen twin was the one chosen by the Moon Goddess, the one the essence was transferred to. She is alive–of

drain from my face as his words sank in. “And Ava?” I forced

answer.

her, trying desperately to shape her into what they had lost. But no matter what they did, she could never truly be what they wanted her to be.”

room felt suffocating, the air thick with a truth I wasn’t ready to face. That was why Evelyn and Luther hated me so much. Their bitterness ran deeper than mere