The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

-Ava’s POV-

This was a very

bad idea.

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There was no justification, no silver lining, no noble sacrifice attached to it. It was just bad.

I exhaled slowly, closing my eyes for a brief moment as I reached for my wolf making sure she was there. Before I even got into the car that brought me here, I had made my stance clear to her–I would not tolerate her dramatics or stubbornness today. If I called for her, she had better listen.

All I got in response was a sharp flicker of amusement in my head, but I knew deep down that if I truly needed her, she would be there. At least, I was counting on it.

The restaurant was eerily empty. No tables, no chairs–just a vast open space that felt more like a stage than a meeting place. Damien was nowhere to be seen yet, but I knew better than to relax.

Then the door creaked open, and I went rigid.

Footsteps./Steady, unhurried.

My wolf bristled instantly, a low growl vibrating through my chest. I turned sharply, expecting Damien.

But it wasn’t him.

It was Grayson.

For a moment, neither of us spoke.

I wasn’t sure what to say. I wasn’t even sure why he was here. Had Damien called him, too? Or had he followed me?

Another set of footsteps echoed through the space, and my wolf’s growl turned violent this time. I tore my gaze from Grayson just in time to see Damien stroll in from the other side, wearing that signature smile of his.

And just like that, I realized how much I had hated that smile had held so much reassurances that had helped me stay sane over the years. I had to remind myself that every single, every single smile ever directed at me was fake.

Just like this one was..

“The golden couple to be graces me with their presence,” He mused, spreading his arms as if he were welcoming guests to a party, “What an honor this is.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but he raised a single hand, cutting me off before I could even begin.

“The rules from the vault still apply here, Little Dove,” He reminded me smoothly. “Don’t speak unless I ask or give you permission to. Istill have a target on all your friends. And your… non–friends.”

His gaze flickered to Grayson behind me, and something dark curled in his smirk.

“You know, has anyone ever told you that you frown too much?” Damien mused. “Wrinkle lines aren’t a good look. It’ll ruin that picture–perfect face of yours. Why do you think I smile so much?”

“Because you’re a lunatic,” I spat before I could stop myself.

smirk sharpened, his eyes flashing with something unreadable.

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the shift in him, the quiet, simmering tension radiating off of him in waves. Even without his wolf, he

deep inside me, made me feel more reassured that we were going to get out from

the thought away as quickly as

didn’t need

stepping back toward the door he had come from, “Why don’t we clear the air a little?”

but he wasn’t looking at

spot where Damien

made my stomach twist, Damien disappeared behind

seconds passed, and then he

in the middle of the empty space, flipped it around, and straddled it backward, resting his arms lazily over the backrest. His

little more warmth. A little more… chemistry.

My jaw clenched.

“Don’t,” I warned.

completely, tilting his head as he studied Grayson, “Tell me, Your Highness, do you ever stop brooding/ long enough to actually talk to her? Because from where

in, his voice like ice.

thing he had said since walking in, and the weight of it

brow,

his gaze locked on Damien’s. No one is in the mood for your games. Why don’t you tell us what you want, or better yet–tell us what the next step in your

And Damien–he laughed.

Low, Amused.

had been waiting for

He exhaled, his smile deepening, “There it is. That lovely edge I

Grayson said nothing.

I said nothing.

his arms as his eyes glimmered with something dark,

the foreplay, lets get to the good part,

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room felt

Then Damien’s

eyes

the window

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smirk

do have a question for you both,” He mused, tilting his head, “Why is the curse still intact? He might not have realized it yet, but

sudden, so sharp, that it sent a wave of tension through my body. My teeth ground together in frustration, my hands curling into fists

smirk stretched wider as his eyes gleamed with realization, “Oh,” He breathed, almost delighted, “You didn’t tell him, did you, Little Dove? About the misunderstanding surrounding your entire existence? About how your dear sister, the one I took, was supposed to

caught in my

I didn’t move.

look at

want

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