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.

had

fingers without proof, but if I had to bet, Charles

I could say anything else, movement outside caught my attention.

cars pulled through, rolling up the driveway with an eerie slowness.

held my breath.

sure

sure why my heart was hammering or why my stomach twisted as the cars came to a stop. But I

away.

get away from

hear my own voice in my head, warning

He hurt you and even though

took a step back. Then another. And then-

out of the car.

breath

Grayson Blackwood.

imposing, his gray eyes scanning his surroundings with sharp precision. His jet–black hair was slightly tousled from the wind, but the suit he wore was perfect–dark, crisp, expensive. The fabric hugged his broad shoulders, tailored

presence was impossible

demanded attention, that made the air shift and the space around

the first time I

speak to her

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

tilted slightly

his storm–gray eyes locked onto

I ducked–fast.

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slammed directly into Isabella, who let out a sharp oof before glaring at me, “What is your problem.

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

peeked out the window, “Oh I see. Wait

and no, you do not see anything.” I stepped away from the window completely, my voice quick and sharp. “It’s over. Done. Sealed. Checked. Cemented. Stamped. He can talk

ducked like a guilty criminal

push the topic, to tease or press the wound

the weight of her words, “don’t you think

because her friend 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

should have been

intended to come back at

us here under the pretense of tracking Damien, but what if she had already known he was here? What if this so–called friend of hers–someone I had never even heard of before today–wasn’t just helping

the weapons to be transported here. She had told me to stay put. She had

No.

Evelyn Pierce’s.

Would she?

mind link she had opened between us before we split up. But the connection was silent. Like the other end of a dropped call–nothing but

of water

my jaw, “Something’s wrong” I said, my voice sharper

who had been locked in her own world since this conversation started, finally moved, stepping closer, Dad anyone get another message? What’s

and I exchanged a look

this friend of hers, I said,

falling in step

followed. “Wait–what’s going

might be in trouble.” I said quickly. We need

open, moving ahead of

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a sharp oof before glaring at

a hand to my chest as

her eyes, then followed my line of sight. She peeked out the window, “Oh. I

window completely, my voice quick and sharp. “It’s over. Done. Sealed. Checked. Cemented. Stamped. He can talk to whoever