The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 216

-Ava’s POV-

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“You can’t be serious!” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. But my mother’s face remained impassive, unbothered, which only meant one thing–she was serious.

I turned toward Ricardo, narrowing my eyes. He was standing there, arms crossed, looking far too pleased with himself, “What did you say to her?”

My mother let out a sharp click of her tongue, as if my question was the most absurd thing she’d ever heard, “He didn’t say anything to me,” She replied, her tone even,”And no one can make me do something I don’t want to do under normal circumstances.”

Normal circumstances. What a joke. Nothing about this situation was normal.

“Fine then,” I bit out. “It was your idea. If you want to stay in his house, go ahead. I’m out of here.”

Without another word, I turned on my heel and started walking, my suitcase dragging behind me. The wheels rattled agains

the uneven pavement, but I didn’t care. I just needed to get away from them–away from this.

I had only made it a few steps when I heard footsteps behind me. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

I stopped abruptly, spinning around. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Isabella sighed, exasperation clear in her expression, “Come on, Lilian. You’ve been mad at me since we were on the plane. I already said I was sorry.”

I didn’t say anything.

She sighed again, her shoulders slumping, “I don’t have any excuse. I messed up. I know I messed up. But right now, let’s focus on the bigger picture. I don’t think storming off in a foreign country is the best idea. Remember what happened last time you went off on your

own?”

My jaw clenched. Of course, I remembered.

I turned slightly, my eyes darting to Ricardo, who was still standing there, still too calm, still too collected. The mere sight of him made my blood boil.

“Yeah,” I said coldly, pointing at him. “And the last time I went off on my own, he had me kidnapped. And now you expect me to just waltz into his house like it’s nothing? Like I’m safe there?”

Isabella opened her mouth, but I didn’t give her a chance to speak.

“No way,” I spat. “No. Way.”

“Lilian-”

I turned to her, my patience hanging on by a thread. “No, Isabella! I am mad at you. And why the hell are you even talking to

Monica?”

She hesitated.

I let out a humorless laugh. “Don’t even bother answering. I don’t care if she’s the reason they found me. I don’t care what her reasons were. Have you forgotten all the horrible things she did? All of them? Do you really think I can just forget?”

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Silence stretched between us.

“And now-” I sucked in a sharp breath, my throat tightening. “And now Grayson, the one person I never wanted to find ou about this child, is coming here. To Italy. And I have to sit here and just wait for him to show up?” My voice cracked, but I refused to let it falter. “I do not want to see him. I don’t want to see him. Do understand?!”

you

her expression unreadable. Then, finally,

“Ava-”

of my mother’s voice cutting in. She had walked up to us

she said simply. “And it’s

around the handle of my suitcase. “A tantrum?” I echoed, my voice dripping with disbelief.

ignoring my anger. “But Damien is still out there. We don’t know what he’s planning. Staying in a pack is strategic. And if you let yourself see past this anger—”

sharp, humorless laugh. “Past

said evenly. “You’re mad at everyone right now, and

didn’t ask for

her face betraying no

voice lower now, trembling with a rage I didn’t know how to contain, “Save

expected, cutting through the air like a blade and for the first

remained blank, but for

Pain.

Regret.

didn’t

said softly, placing a

voice was quieter this time, but no less firm.

word, I turned away.

dragged it behind me, my footsteps echoing against the pavement. My

just kept going.

blindly, the suitcase dragging noisily behind me, its small wheels rattling against the uneven pavement. My hands were shaking, not just from anger but from the weight of everything pressing down on me. The cold night air bit at my

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than they should have been. I wasn’t in a tourist area–1 knew that much–but beyond that, I didn’t have a clue. I had left in such a hurry, too caught up in the fury and

Stupid.

to figure out where I could go. I

buildings started looking less polished, a different

I was alone.

a foreign country.

With no plan.

No destination.

quickly, I was realizing

farther apart here, casting long, eerie shadows. The few people I had passed earlier had disappeared, and now it was just me, the sound of my own

I swallowed hard.

I should turn around. Maybe

sound behind me

Footsteps.

Slow. Deliberate.

head slightly, just enough to glance

A man.

Too close.

Too deliberate.

Maybe he just happened to be walking in the same direction. Maybe I

up my pace.

behind me

Shit.

around quickly, looking for an open shop, a restaurant–anything–but this street was mostly residential. The buildings

gritted my teeth. Think.

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