The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

-Ava’s POV-

“…Refuses to die.”

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The words hung in the air for a moment before I felt a wave of relief crash over me. It was so overwhelming that I almost stumbled backward. Beside me, Elaine let out a quiet sigh of relief, though her face betrayed her attempt to mask her worry.

“There’s internal bleeding,” my father continued, his tone flat and clinical. “A lot of it. The bullet missed his heart, but it’s caused serious damage to surrounding tissue. We’ve stabilized him for now, but…” He trailed off, his expression tightening.

“But what?” I managed to whisper, though my throat felt like sandpaper.

His eyes met mine, heavy with the weight of what he was about to say. “It’s critical. He’s not out of the woods yet. The next 24 hours will be crucial.” There was a pause, and then, almost reluctantly, he added, “But I believe he’ll pull through.”

“So he is going to be fine?” Elsine asked quickly, her tone sharper than mine.

“I just said that,” my father snapped, throwing her a look that made it clear he thought the question was ridiculous. His gaze shifted back to me, narrowing in disapproval. “The company you keep,” he muttered, shaking his head before his eyes scanned me again from head to toe. “Clean that blood off your face and change into something more appropriate. If you don’t, I’ll have security escort you out.”

With that, he turned on his heel and walked away without another glance.

“Wow,” Elaine said, breaking the silence. “He takes ‘asshole‘ to a whole new level. Couldn’t even bother pretending to have a shred of humanity while wearing that coat, huh?”

I let out a long sigh but didn’t respond. Grayson was alive. He was alive*. That was all I cared about right now.

I didn’t bother asking my father if we could see Grayson. I knew the answer already: not until he was stable. Instead, I watched as Elaine began gathering her things, tossing her scarf over her shoulder.

“Well,” she said, her voice detached, “I guess that’s it for the day. I’ll be back later, or not. Who knows.” She turned and started walking toward the exit.

“Elaine, wait.”

She paused, turning back to face me. For a brief second, I thought I saw worry flash in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by her usual irritation, though this time it looked forced.

my gaze dropping to her still–flat stomach. “Congratulations. And… on your mating too.”

softened for a moment, genuine surprise flickering across her face before she muttered a quiet, “Thanks.” Without another word, she turned and

back into the chair, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. My father might not have delivered his orders in the kindest way, but he was right about one thing: I needed to clean up and change. I reached into my pocket, intending

up and went to find Rachel. She was

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I called softly, and she looked up, her face immediately

are

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I lost my phone. Can I

reached into her pocket and handed

you.” I typed in Isabella’s number from

other end, cautious. “Who is this?”

Please, I need you to bring me a

was a pause, and I could hear the faint rustling on her end. “I’m on my way,” she said finally without any other question before

handed the phone back to Rachel with a small smile of gratitude. “Thank

on me. “You should sit down. You look

I repeated, even though

nearby door.

scrubbing the dried blood off my skin and rinsing my face with cold water. The coolness stung, but it helped

felt like lead as I sank into the hard plastic chair. I tried to numb my thoughts, pushing everything to the back of my mind, but it was

done something. And the reason he didn’t have

What if I hadn’t suggested we go to the carnival? What if I had convinced him to do what was best for him as the Alpha King.

feet away, her eyes wide with panic. She rushed over, her hand covering her mouth as

at her, unable to muster much of a

handed me the bag. “I did, but talk

the handles of the bag tightly. Then I forced myself to look at her, my throat tightening as I began. “We were at a carnival… and out of nowhere, someone just started shooting.” My voice wavered, but I pushed through. “We wouldn’t have been there in

voice cracked, and I whispered,

my

fault.”

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