The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 228

Chapter 228

-Ava’s POV-.

“I think we should set a trap. I mean, that seems like the most sensible thing to do.”

I barely heard Isabella’s words.

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My eyes were still locked on the window, on the view outside that I had been staring at since the first light of dawn had broken across the sky. The golden rays had long given way to a dull afternoon haze, but I hadn’t moved, hadn’t blinked much either.

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I told myself it was because I liked this particular angle, the way I could see both the gates and the winding path leading up to the main house. But my wolf let out a low growl in my head, calling out my lie.

I was standing here because I waiting for him.

The question had been gnawing at the edges of my mind for hours now. Why hasn’t he come here? Did something else happen to him? Was he hurt? Should I go and check on him?

I chewed on my bottom lip, debating, then forced myself to snap out of it.

Focus, Ava.

Remember things aren’t like that anymore.

With a sharp breath, I turned away from the window and finally looked at Isabella, “I would be all for agreeing to use myself as bait and setting a trap, but after what just happened? I think I’d rather not put myself in the line of fire anymore. I don’t just have myself to think about now.”

I hesitated for only a second before exhaling and continuing, “All of this stress isn’t good for the baby. And it might not look like it right now, but I am three months pregnant, and I—”

“You don’t need to explain,” Isabella cut in quickly, nodding, “I get it. And we really should get you to a Doctor-”

She paused when I shot her a pointed look.

“A Doctor that isn’t you,” She amended, rolling her eyes, “But you’re right. No more throwing yourself into danger. With that said, today is the day Damien has something big planned. So how do we figure out what it is before it happens?”

She turned her head at the same time as I did, both of us looking at Elaine, who had been so quiet that I had nearly forgotten she was there.

Elaine was just staring blankly out the window.

“I know it’s Elaine, but…” Isabella trailed off.

“I feel really sorry for her,” I finished for her, then looked away, exhaling heavily, “I think we should inform everyone. If we put our heads together, we can come up with a plan that actually works.”

“Oh, great,” Isabella deadpanned, throwing her hands in the air, “So we just gather all the targets into one room and make it easier for Damien to blow us all up at once? Genius. And might I add, I find it both a relief and an insult that he doesn’t think I’m important enough to be a main target.” She huffed.

I gave her a dry look, “Would you prefer to be on the list?”

“No. But I’d at least like the option to be considered.”

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I ignored her dramatics, my mind already shifting back to what I had uncovered when I played along like I was agreeing to be a part of his sick agenda.

Damien didn’t actually plan to claim the throne through brute force. He expected the realm to hand it over to him, to see him as the only other viable option once Grayson was eliminated.

worse–he had help.

in on it. I wasn’t one to point fingers without proof, but if I had to bet, Charles was the one

fingers curled into my palm but I could

pulled through, rolling up the driveway with

my breath.

wasn’t sure

wasn’t sure why my heart was hammering or why my stomach twisted as the cars came

away.

from the window.

hear my own voice in my head,

said. You’re done. It’s over. Don’t let what happened between yesterday and today change things. He hurt you and even though you still haven’t a chance to work through it, that doesn’t mean you can

back. Then another. And then-

stepped out of the car.

my breath

you, Grayson Blackwood.

tousled from the wind, but the suit he wore was perfect–dark, crisp, expensive. The fabric hugged his broad shoulders, tailored flawlessly to his frame.

distance, his presence was impossible

the air shift and the space around

the first time I met him.

A really hot looking woman. Grayson turned slightly to speak to her and I saw her smile slightly at whatever it was that she said but the neutral expression didn’t

something again and the smile on her face brightened and my eyes narrowed but then he paused suddenly like he felt me watching

tilted

his storm–gray eyes

I ducked–fast.

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who let out a

voice rushed, pressing a hand to my chest as if that could

eyes, then followed my line of sight. She peeked out the window,

voice quick and

ducked like a

to push the topic, to tease or press the wound just a inde deeper–but she didn’t.

the way,” She said, far too casually for the weight of her words, “don’t you think it’s weird that your

had leads on Damien, and, as it turns out, Damien is here. So why hasn’t the come back or at least sent a message to pinpoint exactly where he’s fueling his operation? That would

have

intended to

with a cold, unsettling clarity. She had led us here under the pretense of tracking Damien, but what if she had already known he was here? What if this so–called

told me to stay put. She had

No.

Evelyn Pierce’s. She wouldn’t

Would she?

before we split

over a glass of water in the

sharper than I intended, as

locked in her own world since this conversation started, finally moved, stepping closer, Dad anyone

exchanged a look

to find this friend of hers, I

nodded, falling in step

followed.

be in trouble.” I said quickly. We need to find her before-

moving ahead of Isabella, and

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who let out a sharp oof before glaring at me, “What is

a hand to my chest as if that could calm my racing heart.

She peeked out the window, “Oh. I

from the window completely, my voice quick and sharp. “It’s over. Done. Sealed. Checked. Cemented. Stamped.