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.”

even more than I do.” He moved toward the table with a smirk. “I’m definitely sitting down for this one. Plus,

Within moments, the table was transformed

eyes off Ricardo.

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

the now–overflowing

I sat down, ignoring the food even as

already piling food

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plate and filling it as though this was just another

where do I start?” he mused, his tone

thin.

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you ever wanted something so badly that when you finally got it,

“It wasn’t.”

was,” Rickon said, stuffing an entire bread roll into his

at him, wondering–again–how the hell I had

were being killed and the killer was leaving a signature. So, I thought, Oh, that sounds like fun.“”

“But do you know what they said instead? That I was

I can’t,” I said, my tone dry and

understand. You see me for me. Aren’t you going to eat?”

plate, loading it with

them all. That’s been a lot of fun. But unfortunately, pretending

your pack was coming after me for supposedly killing you, knowing Carter would get wind

grin widened. “And that is why you and I are best

feet. “You and I are not

time.

that all holidays had been

two are perfectly

that,” Ricardo said,

glare at him. “And stop

be serious if you sit

a

grin.

I didn’t move.

I’ll try to be serious,” he

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