The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 223

Chapter 223

Ava’s POV-

I didn’t move.

I didn’t blink.

I was frozen.

“Hello, sister.”

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The words echoed in my head, a sound that didn’t seem real, like a cruel joke I couldn’t quite understand. My grip tightened on Grayson’s arm, my knuckles white as I tried to process the shock that was crashing over me like a tidal wave. Every inch of my body trembled.

I was sure I had heard her wrong. Surely, this couldn’t be happening.

My sister? Her?

I hadn’t even noticed the subtle shift in her features at first–how her hair that used to be blonde now seemed to match my own dark strands, how her eyes, which I had always avoided looking at, were now piercing through me with a familiarity I couldn’t shake. I had thought they were just plain brown, but no, they held flecks of gold in them, just like my mother’s.

It was like a switch had been flipped. Suddenly, everything fell into place, like a jigsaw puzzle I never knew was missing a piece. Like how it took my mother asking me about a cryptic pregnancy for me to realize that I was pregnant.

Crystal was my sister?

I swallowed hard, my throat dry and tight. My mouth went dry as my breath caught in my chest. The truth was crashing down on me, one cruel revelation after another.

“You’re…”

My voice cracked, the words barely making it past my lips.

“You’re my sister?”

The silence that followed was deafening.

She smiled at me, that same cold, mocking smile I had come to loathe. It was like a mask she wore so effortlessly, and I had never seen it more clearly than I did now.

Crystal walked towards Damien, her heels clicking sharply against the cold floor, every step calculated and deliberate. She leaned in and kissed his cheek–soft, affectionate, whispering something in his ear. The anger in Damien’s eyes didn’t

nod. disappear, but it seemed to cool just enough for him to give a small, almost approving

“Can I sit down? Pregnancy is so exhausting,” She sighed dramatically, placing a hand on her stomach as if her mere words should demand sympathy. Damien nodded, but his eyes never left me, his dark gaze boring into me like a warning.

I shook my head in disbelief, as if doing so would somehow make her disappear. Would make the reality of the situation fade into a bad dream I could wake up from. But no matter how many times I blinked, she was still there. Still smiling that smile that made my skin crawl.

Crystal–my sister.

could it be her? Why was it her?

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rose. My eyes flicked between Damien and Crystal, desperately searching for answers, for something that would make sense of this nightmare. Grayson stood silently behind me but his quiet only amplified the storm of confusion

dripping with mock sweetness. “You wanted to meet me, didn’t you? You were so eager to find out who I was. So

was a whirlpool of questions, none of which made sense, none of which could possibly explain the twisted reality

her and Damien, as if expecting one of

almost playful smile, “You should know how twins are formed.

to catch up, to realize the ridiculousness

Doctor, after all,” she added mockingly, her eyes gleaming with a

me, like

wanted to meet her, Little Dove.

I kept my disbelieving gaze on Crystal, “You knew? All this time

knew?

smug. But there was something else there, something cold in the way her eyes flicked to her stomach.

and bitter, “Thats why you knew

on me in a flood, “Because it’s the same day you

slow, knowing smile, but there

deeper. Everything, every horrible thing she had done to me, every moment

my throat tight as I tried to swallow the lump forming there. “Why all the horrible things? Why

her head tilting slightly as she turned away from

She drawled, her voice dripping with mock irritation, “It

utter disgust, he reached out and patted

indifferent, as if none of this–none of my agony, my confusion, my betrayal -mattered in the slightest.

interest in standing by my side.” He let out a low sigh, shaking his

flinched. My stomach twisted into knots at his words.

That night.

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one of her daughters. The night that could have rewritten everything.

digging into my palms as

you could brainwash me too?” I spat, Turn me into the same vile human being that

She lifted her chin, eyes gleaming with something twisted–pride. “Damien raised me to know the truth. He never lied to me. I knew exactly who you were from the moment I was old enough to understand, and I saw that he was right. Right to despise

had always

She had known we

churned, bile rising in my throat. I couldn’t comprehend it.

arms across her chest, tilting her

they turned out,” She mused, “it should be you, miss high–strung perfectionist.”

stepped into the smirked, her eyes flashing with amusement. “It’s no wonder Dylan turned

while Damien’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he turned to her, “Crystal,” He said, his tone sharp.

eyes like she had crossed a line but didn’t care, “Fine,” She muttered, waving

heard them. My mind was already spiraling, a thousand thoughts crashing into each other. I had never considered

everything… if Crystal–my sister–had been a part of it all from the very beginning…

Dylan in on it