The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 145

-Grayson’s POV

That phone call with Isabella had been the moment everything graveled the moment I could no longer deny what had been right in front of me all along.

Her words had lingered in the air, heavy and inescapable, echoing in my mind like the haunting refrain of a songs

“Lilian is in love with you.”

Even now, I could still feel the weight of those words pressing against my chest, suffocating yet liberating. I’d spent so long running–running from my feelings, from her, from the very idea of love. But yesterday, something shifted.

Ava. In love with me.

It was like a floodgate opening, a deluge of emotions I’d kept buried for far too long. The memories came rushing back–the way she’d always looked at me, like I was more than my flaws, more than the darkness I carried. The sound of her laugh, bright and full of life, echoing in the spaces I’d thought were irreparably broken.

The way she believed in me.

And I’d realized, with a startling clarity, that I might not fully comprehend the feeling but if it was supposed to feel like this then I loved her too.

I wasn’t sure when it had happened, when she’d slipped past my defenses. Maybe it had been inevitable, like a tide slowly pulling me in no matter how hard I fought against it. But it was there, undeniable and overwhelming. Ava had my heart.

Just like Alaric had said but I had refused to focus ok then until now.

That was why, without hesitation, I’d booked the next flight home. Somewhere between the departure gate and takeoff, I’d called Isabella again, seeking her advice one last time. Her words had been simple: “Just show up.”

So, I did.

I had once told myself that Ava Pierce was beautiful, but it was a sentiment I had barely cared to acknowledge. At the time, İ had convinced myself it didn’t matter–it couldn’t matter. But even then, I knew I had lied to myself. I could lie no longer.

Ava wasn’t just beautiful. She was out–of–this–world beautiful. The kind of beauty that made the world pause. The kind that left me speechless. And I couldn’t even remember the last time I had been rendered so utterly lost for words. When I saw her tonight, standing there with her quiet confidence and an elegance that felt almost ethereal, the only words I could

muster were,

“Happy birthday.”

Utterly pathetic.

hated how things had unfolded with Elaine, but for once, I was almost thankful she had stepped in. She became the buffer

even know existed. The sister who, wherever she was, happened to be my

I let her go, watching her retreat into the hall knowing that

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their own accord, seeking the cool night air like it could calm the storm brewing in

only way to break the curse that had haunted my bloodline

I didn’t want

frustration, and made a silent decision to shove the thought aside. I would deal with it only when I absolutely had to. For now, my focus was Ava. It always came back to her.

let her go, are you?”

my head to find Evelyn standing a few feet away, her

was, it would be her. But I didn’t answer her question. She already knew the answer.

she’s

something deeper, something visceral. Her lips

Ava didn’t know.

why you know about the curse,” I said, my voice low. “That’s why you hate me so much. Giving birth to a child fated to me was the reason

composure, her eyes hardening as she spat, “I have no idea what you’re talking

tone sharp. “We both know you

with a

do, isn’t it?” I pressed. “Because the one you the one who

have had to make that choice! My daughters would have been normal.

just stared at her, letting the silence stretch between us. She continued before I could

curse took one of my children, you went and took the other. You might not have been responsible for the first because we cannot fight fate, but you hold every ounce of

become.”

a heart, it’s sad—even to me -that you can’t see Ava is the best