The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 141

Chapter 141

-Grayson’s POV-

“What the hell is going on?”

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I thought it, but it was Rickon who said it aloud. The moment the words left his mouth, Ricardo’s attention snapped to him. The grin that had been plastered on Ricardo’s face vanished, replaced by a deep frown.

“You found another best friend and replaced me so soon? I’m hurt.”

Okay. What?

That broke me out of the haze of surprise–not shock, though. This was Ricardo, after all. Faking his own death wasn’t beyond the realm of things he was capable of. The real question was why.

Before I could demand an explanation, Jerome spoke from behind me, his voice low and anxious, as though he had waited for the right moment to interrupt.

“I did what you asked,” he said, addressing Ricardo. “Can I have Anastasia now?”

Ricardo’s grin returned in an instant, sharp and unsettling. “Of course, brother. You’ve done marvelously. I’ll handle it from here.”

Jerome nodded in my direction, looking far too pleased with himself, and then strode out of the room.

Finally, I found my voice. “Are you going to explain what the hell is going on here?”

Ricardo clapped his hands together, his tone as infuriatingly cheerful as his expression. “Yes, yes, of course! Anything for you, Gray Gray.” He nodded as though laughing at some private joke again, then gestured to the table behind him. “The chef is preparing dinner. Join me?”

When his

merrier.”

shifted to Rickon, his nose wrinkled. “I wasn’t expecting you to bring company, gaze

but I

suppose

the more the

I didn’t want to sit down. I didn’t care about dinner. What I wanted was answers. Answers about why he had faked his death, why there had been no war from his people, and why he had orchestrated this entire twisted situation. Ricardo might have known me well enough to predict I’d come to Italy after hearing the rumors, but I knew him well enough to see through his

games.

“Why did you make me come here, Ricardo?” My voice was low, edged with warning. “And I’m not in the mood.”

So there’s someone who gets on your nerves even more than I do.” He moved

open. A chef and several staff filed in, carrying trays laden with food. Within moments, the table was transformed into a feast. The rich aroma of freshly cooked dishes filled the

eyes

damn grin, unbothered by my irritation. When the staff finished setting the table, they bowed and disappeared as quickly

the now–overflowing table.

sat down, ignoring the food even as its scent teased my senses. “Get to it,” I

the tension between us, was already piling

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as though

where do I start?” he mused, his

patience wearing dangerously thin. “I said I

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pause, as if gathering his thoughts, then smiled again. “Have you ever wanted something so badly that when you finally got it, you just…” He

“It wasn’t.”

Rickon said, stuffing an entire bread roll into his mouth.

him, wondering–again–how the hell I had

signature. So, I thought, Oh, that sounds like fun.“” He shrugged like this was the most logical

what they said instead? That I was

can’t,” I said, my tone dry and

you’d understand. You see me

for a moment, then grabbed a plate, loading it with food just to get him

It let me weed out the people who didn’t really like me–naturally, I’ve killed them all. That’s been a

me for supposedly killing you, knowing Carter would get wind of it and tell me. That

“And that is why you and I

“You and I are not friends. The only thing you’ve done is waste my Rickon, we’re

time.

of roasted meat, looked up at me like I’d just announced that all

stay,” I snapped. “You two are perfectly

like that,” Ricardo said, his tone mockingly

to glare at him. “And stop

sit back down,” he offered with

a

grin.

I didn’t move.

serious,” he amended,

Jan 11 GD.

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