The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 246

-Ava’s POV-

“I’m sorry.

I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry.” My voice trembled as I backed away, but I knew it was futile.

It didn’t matter how far I tried to run, how many times I attempted to escape. He would always catch me. Always.

And, as expected, in the next instant, 1 was slammed against the wall.

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The impact sent a sharp pain shooting down my spine, knocking the breath from my lungs. Before I could regain my footing, Dylan was already in my face, his breath hot, reeking of anger. His eyes, dark and merciless, bore into mine, “You’re sorry?” He snarled.

His hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing.

Tighter.

Tighter.

I couldn’t breathe. My hands clawed at his grip, my nails digging into his skin, but it was useless. My vision blurred, black dots creeping in at the edges. A wheezing gasp escaped me as I tried to force out words, any words.

“Dylan… please…”

For a terrifying moment, I thought he was actually going to do it this time. That he would keep squeezing until there was nothing left of me but a lifeless, broken doll.

But then, just as suddenly, he let go.

I collapsed to the ground, my hands clutching my throat as I gasped, trying to force air back into my lungs. My entire body chest burned. I coughed, choking on the taste of fear, of helplessness, of all the things I would never be able

trembled my

to say.

Dylan stepped back, watching me with cold detachment, as if he were disappointed I was still alive. Then, without warning, he turned and disappeared through the door.

For a moment, I thought it was over. That maybe–just maybe–he was done for the day.

But seconds later, he returned.

He tossed a file onto the floor beside me, the pages spilling out across the cold, unforgiving ground.

“The Alpha King just announced he’s opening a spot for a single alliance,” Dylan said, his voice eerily calm now, “Go through

1. it. Make sure you write a damn good proposal that will guarantee my pack gets that alliance.”

I barely had time to process his words before he crouched down, gripping my chin between his fingers and forcing me to

look at him.

His nails dug into my skin.

“And one more thing,” He murmured, his voice dropping to something even colder, deadlier, “If you ever so much as question my authority again, I will kill you.”

just as quickly, he

shut behind him, the sound

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a moment, I couldn’t

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coming in ragged, uneven gasps. My fingers trembled as I reached out for the

he would be back to

in time,

I did what I had always done. I wiped my tears away, forced my hands to steady, and opened the folder and

Grayson Blackwood.

My breath caught.

stared at the name, transfixed,

Blackwood. The entire realm knew

of his power. His ruthlessness. His cold, unyielding nature. My parents had despised his lineage, had refused to even acknowledge his

had never met him or seen him.

one who always did as she was told. The one who upheld the family’s reputation. The

on the page, something

Blackwood was the most powerful man in the realm. His word was

him to come here… if I could make him listen to

maybe–just maybe he could end this.

Blackwood could be my salvation.

I was walking into, Grayson

his feet, begging for his help, he wouldn’t turn me away.

would offer me

he would change my

learn how

me

strong.

would fall hopelessly, irrevocably

the father of

become

have imagined that after all

be placing flowers at his grave.

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my skin as I knelt before the tombstone, my fingers tightening around the bouquet of

I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t think.

couldn’t do this.

Grayson Blackwood.

was carved into the stone, bold and unforgiving–just

be here. He wasn’t

story was supposed to

as my entire body trembled. My legs gave out beneath me, and I collapsed onto the damp earth, my hands pressing against the ground as if

sob, my shoulders shaking as