The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

-Grayson’s POV-

“No?”

Ava’s expression didn’t waver, her posture rigid as she stood her ground. She sucked in a slow breath, as if she needed to steady herself, then repeated, firmer this time, “No.”

For a second, I just stared at her, processing the word like it didn’t make sense. Because it didn’t. It wasn’t even an option.

Behind her, Isabella cleared her throat. “Uh, I think we’ll give you both a moment.”

Before either of us could say anything, she grabbed Elaine’s wrist and quickly led her out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Ava took a step back, instinctively putting space between us, but I stepped forward, closing it just as fast.

“Grayson, I really need to go and check on my mother-”

“What did you mean by no?” I cut in.

She exhaled sharply, irritation flashing across her face, “No. As in a word used to give a negative response.”

I narrowed my eyes, “I didn’t ask for a dictionary definition, Ava. I asked you.”

“Well, I just gave you my answer.”

“Ava-”

“Hey,” She snapped, her voice rising, “don’t come in here and start yelling at me like I owe you something. You don’t get to do that.” She shook her head, the fury behind her words unmistakable. “Me and you? We are done. I don’t care if I’m your fated mate or not. I don’t care if you think this is the only way. I’m not marking you and making this damned connection between us even harder to get out of. Now excuse me, I have to-”

She turned to leave, but I moved before she could take another step.

Grabbing her wrist, I yanked her back, twisting us both until her back was against the door. In one swift motion, I reached behind her and locked it.

“We’re not done talking about this,” I said, voice low.

She blinked, then slowly arched an eyebrow, her expression unimpressed, “You do realize I can just shift and break the door down, right?”

I closed my eyes briefly and sighed, “Ava.”

“Don’t say my name like that,” She muttered, shoving at my chest, but I didn’t budge.

I opened my eyes and looked at her, searching her face for a crack in the mask she was wearing.

“I said I was sorry,” My voice was quieter now, but firm, “What else do you want me to do? Do you want me to get on my knees and beg you to forgive me? Because I will.”

That stunned her.

I saw it–the brief flicker of shock in her eyes before she masked it. But I caught it. She swallowed, then shook her head, her jaw tightening. “I don’t want your apology, Grayson.”

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you mean it,” She said bitterly, “And that’s

furrowed.

with something dangerously clone to exhautum, “I don’t want you to say anything w me because I don’t want to

than I

give me the time to process how much you hart me before foxoding me wo more storm, “Her voice wavered slightly, but she held her chin high. “So, no, Grayson I don’t want myything from you and i told you before that I am done but since we have to deal with Darien, we will figure cor a way

chest, something

forcing the words out like she had already made peace with them, “Co and ich

curled into fists at my

again,”

breathing. My chest was tight, my pulse a hammer in my

then,” I said, voice clipped, “When this is over, we will discuss custody of the child. And

sharp slits, “I thought you didn’t

myself. My fists clenched at my sides. The thought of agreeing to walk away, of actually letting her go, made my

a sharp, humorless laugh,

Now I

“Okay then. Fine!”

“Fine.”

“Great!”

“Great.”

level the entire room. The tension between us spiked dangerously, like

into my skin, winding through my bones, this pull

which of

of Ava’s

desperate. There was no hesitation, no second–guessing–only fire, only need. It was fast and hungry, all heat and clashing breaths as I backed her up against the

her as my hands gripped her waist, dragging

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the fact that I could finally

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was all–consuming, like

wasn’t thinking anymore. I

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her nails biting into my shoulders, and I didn’t care that this was reckless, that I was

mattered but

to stop,” I rasped,

She didn’t.

mine again, urgent, like she needed this

were drowning in it.