The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 142

Chapter 142

-Grayson’s POV-

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The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the soft crackle of the fire in the hearth behind us. Ricardo’s gaze bore into me with the weight of his Alpha aura, daring me to waver, but I didn’t. I kept my expression as impassive as stone, refusing to show any hint of weakness or uncertainty.

This wasn’t just about my pride–it was about my pack, the real, my throne. Accepting an alliance with Ricardo was like inviting chaos into an already precarious situation. He was unpredictable, manipulative, and twisted in ways I couldn’t even begin to untangle.

But he was also right.

A war was coming.

And if it was anything like the one my wolf sensed, it wouldn’t just threaten my throne–it would burn everything to the ground.

“I’ll send the papers to make it official.”

The moment the words left my mouth, I braced for regret, expecting it to hit like a tidal wave. But it didn’t. Instead, I felt an odd clarity, even if it was laced with frustration. Aligning with Ricardo was the last thing I ever wanted, because I didn’t like him–probably never would–but there were too many things in my life that I’d sworn I’d never do, things that I never thought would happen to me.

Like Ava.

Yet here I was.

Her name was like a forbidden melody that played in my mind every time the reality of my situation crept in. I’d been working overtime to block thoughts of her, yet she found ways to invade my mind at the worst possible moments.

A sharp laugh snapped me out of my thoughts. Rickon threw his head back, the sound full of mockery and amusement. “And just like that, you lost it?”

Ricardo chuckled softly beside him, his expression smug. “The most unbelievable things happen to me. Truly, the stuff of legends.”

up alive in the first Ricardo to show This was exactly what I’d been dealing with for the last fifteen minutes since I made the declaration. I should’ve known ‘better than to put these two in the same room. Well, in my defense, I didn’t expect place.

Ricardo leaned back in his chair, completely at ease now. “Jerome, on the other hand, wasn’t so pleased, so I had to give him Anastasia for a week.”

The same Anastasia that Jerome had gone along this foolish plot for?

!

They shared the same woman?

“Who is Anastasia?”

The words slipped out before I could stop them, and the moment they did, I regretted it. I could physically feel both Ricardo and Rickon grinning, one from either side of me, as if I walked into some inside joke.

Ricardo was the first to respond, his smirk widening. “Anastasia my tiger. Jerome is rather fond of her, so we share her.” Then, he added with a knowing glint in his eye, “And yes, we do share women too, on occasion. I’d ask if you were

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as looked at Ava. Poor Luca, may the

expression neutral. Giving Ricardo the satisfaction of a

by the way?” he asked, his tone casual,

him to mind his damn business,

him to kidnap Ay a while back to get Grayson’s attention. Let’s just say… it didn’t end well for Luca. Message received loud and clear: Ava is off–limits.”

Her name was like a drumbeat in my head, growing louder with every passing second until it drowned

her,” I snapped, my voice cutting through the air like a whip. “Just shut up. I don’t even know why I’m still

probably get one of your infamous glares or a dozen threats, but don’t you think it’s time you called

“It’s Ava’s birthday today?”

his head, looking, both exasperated and amused. “No, it’s tomorrow. And she’s throwing

ball. At my estate.

The irritation simmering beneath my skin grew tenfold. “Why

Don’t push this one on me. I’m not the one who lied to my Luna, then actively ignored her, went missing, and refused

been avoiding. At first, distancing myself from Ava had been about protecting

I was

needed to

Rickon. But just as I turned, Ricardo, who had been

to fly

grand gesture, are you?”

back to

women? It sounds like you’ve seriously fucked up, and you keep digging yourself deeper. You can’t just show up.”

royally screwed up and a simple apology

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asked, already regretting the question.

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rubbing his hands together. “You could start by groveling.

Grayson the big bad Alpha King, standing under a balcony with a guitar, singing

both of them, but they were too busy

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if he’d just had a brilliant idea. “How about

the flowers. Thousands

idiots,” I snapped, rising to

grin unwavering. “We’re

teasing or jokes would stop me. Without another word, I strode toward the door, my wolf urging me onward.

laughing, but their voices faded

phone, dialing the one person who could actually help me and knew Ava well enough to understand her better than I did. My chest felt tight as I waited for her to pick up, though I didn’t have to wait long. Isabella

the sarcasm practically

taking a moment to steady myself before