The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

hapter 189

Chapter 189

-Ava’s POV-

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I felt a sudden rush of cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. Pregnant? How could that be? I mean, I knew how, but how?

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And then, before I could even process it, laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside me. It was shaky, out of control, a sound that didn’t even feel like mine. But I couldn’t stop it. I laughed, a sharp, hollow laugh that echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls like it belonged to someone else. It was the kind of laughter that came when there was nothing else left–when crying wouldn’t cut it anymore.

My mother’s frown deepened, her eyebrows furrowing in a mix of confusion and frustration. “What’s so funny?” she asked, her tone low, clipped, like she was trying to hold back some unspoken irritation.

But I couldn’t stop laughing.

It was all too much. Isabella’s words played on repeat in

repeat in my mind, as clear as the day she said them: “From all the sex you’ve been having.” And there had been a lot of sex–more than I’d ever imagined I’d have in such a short time. Especially after Grayson took my virginity. It hadn’t been the focus of anything before, at least not until I wrote that list.

Now I was pregnant. With Grayson’s child.

The laughter cracked and died in my chest, leaving behind a hollow ache that I couldn’t fill. My throat tightened as my eyes dropped to my stomach, my trembling hands hovering just above it. A child. A human being.

Grayson’s child.

Grayson. The man who didn’t want me. The man who wanted nothing to do with me anymore. The man who never wanted a child in the first place.

“No.” My voice was barely above a whisper, trembling like the rest of me. My fingers hovered over my abdomen as though touching it would somehow confirm the truth I was desperate to deny. “No, I can’t be pregnant.”

inside me just… clicked, Like body had been waiting for someone

let it

my

said, my voice breaking. “This… this can’t be happening.” My eyes darted around the room, looking for a way to escape, a way to undo all of this.

like I had lost my mind. “You’ve been here for three days, and now you’re asking about your father?”

I froze. “What?”

exasperated. “He’s overseas. His

her words made perfect sense. Then, without another thought,

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you think you’re going?” my mother demanded, her voice sharp and biting.

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I can help him.”

so sudden, so forceful that it made me stop dead in my tracks. “I have tolerated this behavior for three days, but I will tolerate it no longer.” Her voice was cold, firm, the way it always got when she was at the end of her patience. “This slow descent into madness because of that man has

the anger, the frustration, the helplessness I had been holding in came pouring out in a scream

The walls seemed to hum with the force of it, my voice echoing long after I had stopped speaking. My breath came

to me.” A bitter laugh slipped out, sharp and ugly. “How could this happen to me” I half–laughed, half–cried, the sound breaking into hysterics. “How could

faster than could stop them. “Why did this happen? Who did this? Why won’t he just believe me?

my throat. “What am I going to do?” I whispered,

faster and faster, shallow and desperate, until it felt like there wasn’t enough air in the room. My chest heaved as I clutched at it, my vision narrowing. “I can’t breathe” gasped, stumbling back against the wall. “I

front of me, her expression sharp with alarm. “Ava,” she said, her voice steady but urgent. “Ava, look at me. You need

wouldn’t listen. The walls felt like they were closing in, the air thick and heavy, pressing down on me from all sides. My legs gave out, and I slid to the floor, clutching my chest as tears streamed

can’t,” I choked

sharper now, demanding my attention. She crouched in front of me, her hands gripping my shoulders firmly. “You are going to be fine. Just breathe. You hear me? In through your nose. Out through

panic had taken hold, and I didn’t know how to stop it. I didn’t know how to handle any of this. All knew was that I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t face what

With Grayson’s child. And

blurred, dark spots creeping into the edges as my chest tightened to the point of

wasn’t working. My breaths were shallow, fast, erratic, and no matter how hard I

chaos in my mind, a deep,