The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 247

Chapter 247

-Ava’s POV-

1 froze.

For a second, I forgot how to breathe, how to think, how to do anything but stare. My heart thundered so violently it hurt, my pulse pounding in my ears like war drums.

And then–when I finally moved, when I blinked-

He was gone,

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A fresh wave of grief slammed into me, knocking the breath from my lungs, crushing me beneath its unbearable weight. My entire body shuddered as the hope that had briefly flared within me was torn away, leaving nothing but an aching, gaping void. The wind howled, rattling the trees, kicking up loose leaves and dust, but I barely registered it.

Because he wasn’t there.

Because it had only been my mind playing cruel tricks on me, dangling the impossible in front of me before yanking it

away.

A choked sob tore from my throat, raw and broken. I collapsed forward, my forehead pressing against the cold, damp earth as tears poured freely down my cheeks. I cried until my voice was hoarse, until my lungs burned, until there was nothing left inside me but emptiness.

Until the world blurred.

Until everything faded into nothingness.

Until I was just an empty, shattered thing kneeling in the dirt, holding onto a love that no longer existed.

I didn’t know how much time passed. Minutes. Hours. Maybe longer. The sky had darkened, the last remnants of daylight bleeding into the horizon like a dying ember.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, I felt someone sit beside me.

At

first, I didn’t react. I was too exhausted, too hollow, too consumed by the weight of my grief to care who it was. But then, with every ounce of strength I could muster, I turned my head–just enough to glance at the figure beside me.

It

was Raina.

My grandmother sat there, her back straight, hands folded neatly in her lap, her silver hair catching the dim light. She wasn’t looking at me. Her gaze was fixed on the tombstone, her expression unreadable. She didn’t speak, didn’t reach for me, didn’t offer any empty words of comfort.

She just sat there, silent.

And so, I looked away.

The two of us sat in that silence for what felt like forever, both lost in our own thoughts, our own pain.

broke the

a tedious

speaking to me

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even if i

i say!

i wasn’t

demand to know why

would trade anything, everything,

it mattered. None of it would change the reality of the

said nothing

woed meenutade ute. Torn, Ken syke again, her voice barely louder

waynth for we the loss, the pain and know that this exact moment was waiting for good mood you have

me, and I sucked in a shaky breath. My fingers day, who the cold dirt beneda me, denching to tightly that my nails bit into my palins,

me to answer that?” My voice came out hoarse, raw with put, “How could

held too much weight, too much understanding, “Loving, tám does not make his death

real.”

in my throat, but it didn’t help. The tightness in my chest only

proof of weakness.

have meant something, Maybe, one day, they would. Maybe, years from now, I would

comfort in them.

now, they meant nothing

would ever be okay.

wasn’t strong enough to move forward,

had a king, That Damien was still out there, waiting in the shadows, biding his time. That it was only a matter of time

all

But I didn’t.

care about any of it

sharp, searing pain exploded

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to breath but

metallic taste of copper flooded my mouth.

spilled onto Grayson’s

nausea rising as something deep inside

once, it hit

Burning.

through my veins, like fire licking at my bones, like something inside me was breaking

I doubled over, my nails raking against the dirt as my body convulsed, every nerve igniting with unbearable heat.

haze, sharp with

barely heard

deafening roar of whatever

breaking point and then it

body, a force so violent that the earth trembled beneath us. The graveyard quaked,

the sheer force of whatever was happening to me. My limbs locked, my skin burned, my head pounded with something ancient,