The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Ava’s POV

What do you even say at your best friend’s burial?

I couldn’t form the words, not because of grief, but because my brain was too preoccupied with planning the murder of the said best friend who had put me in this position in the first place.

Because of her, I was now stuck replaying the words that had completely derailed a fraction of my brain for a whole minute.

“Congratulations, you’re having twins.”

Twins.

That was another whole human being on top of the one I had just barely wrapped my head around. I had been sure- without a doubt, without hesitation, without a single whisper of uncertainty–that there was only one baby in there.

But then Isabella, in true Isabella fashion, had to open her mouth. She just had to throw some ridiculous comment into the universe, and somehow, as if she willed it into existence, a second baby just–appeared.

I knew, logically, that wasn’t how biology worked. But still. I was blaming her for this.

The entire car ride from the hospital had been silent. Tense. Heavy.

Now, we sat across from each other at a restaurant, untouched plates of food in front of us, the air still thick with everything left unsaid. The restaurant itself was warm, the low hum of conversation surrounding us, but I felt cold. My mind hadn’t stopped spinning since the moment the doctor said twins.

Seven minutes.

That was how long it took before Isabella finally gathered the courage to speak.

“I didn’t put two children in you, Lilian,” She said, her voice careful, testing the waters.

I shot her a glare, gripping my fork tight enough that it might snap. “I told you not to talk to me.”

She huffed and rolled her

“Not another word.”

Yes, “Oh, come on-

A beat of silence and then, “I mean, technically, the father is the one who-”

My hand smacked down on the table, loud enough that a few nearby diners turned to look. Isabella immediately burst into laughter, completely unfazed.

I glared harder.

you,” I muttered.

hand, “But you do owe me for manifesting the second baby into existence.

dodged, still laughing, and I let out a small laugh, rubbing my temples. I really shouldn’t be laughing. Not when I had much bigger

Damien was planning to siphon the essence out of me–which was why he was in Italy to find the only person

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perform the spell.

A High Priestess.

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Goddess herself. A woman

never thought I’d see were currently trying to track

told to go get

fix the fact that

assigning an army of security to me and he had tripled their numbers. But deep down, I knew that if Damien wanted to strike, he

wouldn’t miss.

on coming here together?” Isabella sighed suddenly, breaking me from my thoughts, “We were supposed to just exist, you know? No drama, no curses, no imminent death threats.”

And if I remember

“Do you have to remember every little

my fault my brain is

rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair, “Italy, Paris, whatever. The point is, why can’t we just be here for the shopping? Or to lounge by some expensive–ass pool, drinking fruity cocktails? Why does someone always have to be in

“I would be right next to you at that pool. But hey, at least you should be excited- Rickon going to

with her

a brow. “What?”

I know I said I liked that he is taking things more seriously but he is TOO serious. I miss when he was trying to win

him being like Ricardo and

Rickon and no. Ricardo is just plainly mad. By the way, have you noticed the way he

have to admit, her telling everyone off was quite the moment.” Then, glancing down at my plate, I nudged her. “We should eat. I need to be back before my father and Maria arrive. I have

right away. She just stared at me, her

things are good with you two again?”

pushing my plate away, “They will be. I hope they will be. I just-” I ran a hand

gaze softened, “I

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us again,

okay. That we would break the curse. That my children

the truth was, I

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