The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 241

Chapter 241

-Ava’s POV-

I don’t know who screamed first.

No, I didn’t see who screamed because the instant the shot exploded in the air and Rickon’s body hit the ground, everything

slowed.

The moment stretched, suspended in time, the sound of the gunshot still ringing in my ears. The smell of gunpowder mixed with something metallic–blood. My breath caught, and my heart slammed against my ribs.

Then, just as fast as everything had slowed, it all snapped back into motion.

A scream–Isabella’s–cut through the chaos, raw and guttural. She tore herself from Grayson’s side and ran to Rickon, falling to her knees in the pool of blood already seeping from his leg. My stomach clenched when I saw the wound. The bullet had torn clean through, and crimson was spilling fast.

Rickon groaned, his face contorting in pain. Isabella reached for him instinctively, but he jerked back with a sharp snarl, his teeth bared in pain and anger.

“What is your problem?!” She yelled at him, her voice breaking.

Rickon didn’t answer, just gritted his teeth and held his bleeding leg, his fingers slick with his own blood.

The rest of us just stood there. Frozen.

I don’t know about the others, but my mind struggled to catch up with what had just happened. It was like my brain had short–circuited, unable to process the violence that had just unfolded in front of me. My gaze drifted, looking for something -anything–to anchor me..

Then, for some reason, I found myself staring at my mother.

She wasn’t looking at Rickon. She wasn’t looking at Damien. She was staring at the woman behind the glass. The woman. The High Priestess. Her mother. My grandmother.

The revelation still sat heavy in my stomach, like a weight pressing down on my lungs. I should have been shocked. Maybe I was, but deep down, after everything else my mother had hidden from me, I couldn’t even find the energy to be surprised. She had kept the existence of my twin sister a secret. Why would this be any different?

But now wasn’t the time for that.

And with that thought, came the realization that picking her just so I could yell at her for yet another secret, was definitely the wrong thing to do at this point.

Damien’s voice cut through the moment, smooth, amused, lethal, “That was a warning shot.”

He smiled, tilting his head slightly, his gaze flicking between us like a predator watching his prey squirm, “Next time a body drops, it will be permanent.”

Isabella was crying now, her hands trembling as she hovered over Rickon, unsure of what to do. Rickon’s breathing was shallow, his face pale from the blood loss, and he refused to look at her.

The air had shifted.

our

lounging sat up straighter. Maria had lost that air of boredom, her gaze

And Grayson?

Grayson hadn’t moved.

staring at Damien.

Unflinching. Silent.

them was razor–thin, as if the wrong move

small laugh, “Well, with one player eliminated,” he mused, his gaze flicking to Rickon like he was nothing more than a broken

who was still unconscious from Maria’s spell, “I guess that

in his voice

lay down the rules, shall

his hands behind his back, pacing slowly in front of us like a king surveying his subjects, his expression one

a wolf baring its fangs, “I want to see what you’re really willing to do to

dripped with cruelty, each syllable

paused, letting his gaze sweep over each of

three trials. Three rounds. And only

one

team will win.”

a

y ears.

steady but

of smirk that made my skin crawl, “Oh, don’t worry,” he drawled. “You’ll find out soon

that followed was

moved. No one

his hand, he said, “Go

unease that even breathing

Except Isabella.

over his wound, tears streaking down her face as she stared at the blood spreading beneath him. Rickon kept his face turned away, his jaw tight, his fingers pressed

that his knuckles had white.

but it was clear that whatever it was, it had shattered something between them. I didn’t know it was this bad. She didn’t say that it

about that because that was the

bleeding out, and I was just standing there just staring like an idiot when I could help

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him.

took over, and I

Damien, ignoring whatever sick game he was playing, I rushed toward Rickon, shoving aside my own hesitation because I didn’t care about Damien’s rules. I didn’t care about anything

sound of another gunshot tore

Loud. Deafening.

but it didn’t need