The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 260

-Ava’s POV-

I could still hear her voice.

Even as 1 stood in the present, waiting for the ceremony to begin, my mind galled me backward, reshaping moments hadn’t thought about in years,

It had been an ordinary afternoon, just the two of us in the library. Isabella satrons from me, her chin propped up on her hands as she rattled on about something–provably some half–baked theory about why people were drawn to their mates. was used to her rambling by then, letting her voice fade into the background like a lamer song while 1 foomed on my

textbook.

“And what do you think your mate will be like?” She asked suddenly, breaking through my concentrdon

I didn’t look up. It wasn’t something I thought about. Mates, destiny, fate–it all felt too far off, too uncertain it wasn’t practical. So, I didn’t answer.

But silence never deterred Isabella. She simply continued, her voice bright with certainty,

“I think mine will be the perfect fit to my crazy, She mused, tilting her head, “Someone steady, someone patent, but not boring, I can’t deal with boring. He will have to keep up, you know? Bet also he will know when to stop me. Keep me grounded. Because sometimes I get ahead of myself

I glanced up at her then, something about her words settling strangely in my chest, I think the sounds really nice and! hope you meet him someday,” I said simply.

She blinked at me, caught off guard for once. Then she grinned, quick and mischievous, before wiping my book from my hands.

“What are you doing?” I frowned.

She waved it dismissively, “Studying is boring”

“We have a test coming up.”

Her eyes rolled dramatically, “We have all the time to study for it.”

“It’s tomorrow,” I deadpanned.

She froze for half a second. Then, without missing a beat, she snapped the book shut and tossed it onto the table.

“Like I said, all the time,” She declared, standing up and grabbing my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”

And I, against every ounce of my better judgment, let her drag me out of the library and straight into trouble.

The memory faded, but the warmth it left behind lingered. I smiled to myself, the corners of my lips curling at the thought of her–wild, stubborn, impossible Isabella.

When I lifted my eyes, they landed on Grayson.

He stood beside Rickon who had somehow convinced him to be his best man, much to Ricardo’s loud and very vocal dismay.

Grayson caught my gaze, and for a second, something unspoken passed between us. Then he nodded, just slightly, and I

returned it with a small smile.

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The soft murmur of the crowd dimmed. A hush settled over the room.

And then–music.

The opening notes of the wedding march swelled through the air, thick with anticipation, heavy with meaning.

at once,

doors at the end of the aisle

There she was.

Isabella.

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framed in the doorway, bathed in golden light, a vision of reckless beauty and quiet grace. Her dress hugged her frame like it had been made just for her, flowing around her in soft waves, each delicate fold catching the light. A veil draped over

She was breathtaking.

breath hitched when I found his eyes already on me. My heart fluttered, heat creeping up my neck before I quickly looked away,

the first step down the

taken his eyes

off her.

looked at her–it was the kind of look you read about in books, the kind of love that filled a room without needing words. His expression softened in a way

his hand resting over hers. There was something reluctant in the way he held onto her, a hesitation that spoke of the weight of letting go. But Isabella only squeezed his hand, her

the altar, her father took a deep breath before stepping back. Rickon extended his hand without hesitation, and Isabella

sure you wanna do this, Bella? Last

snorted, “You wish.”

chuckles, but Rickon was only looking at her, his thumb brushing over

throat, smiling, “Shall we

with a cheeky grin. “Only if you promise to keep it short.

dramatically, See? She’s already

through the guests, but the priest only shook

here today,” He began, “to witness the union of Rickon and Isabella in the sacred bond of marriage. A bond built on trust, laughter,

bit back a smile as Rickon shot a look at

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of love and partnership, fearing you and hand froth

Rickon went first

to Isabella, taking both her hands in his,

lances feet

crowd. “One I cannot promic to aferys you have due to be

rolled her eyes, though she was fighting a

be Beerse,

even when you’re being completely

Isabella huffed. “Excuse you, I

all the blankets, and in the nights when you titt stery halfway through a movie and insist you weren’t actually asleep. I vow to love you in the way yous

moment, the room

out a

before clearing her throat and composing herself. “Okay, my turn”

deep breath, then

vow,” she began, her voice unwavering, “to always keep things interesting. To never let you get bored, to always gue you a reason to roll your eyes and shake your head. I vow to argue with you over dumb things

Rickon’s grin softened.

quiet ones. In the fights and the laughter. I choose you today, tomorrow,

once, Rickon had no smartass remark. He

words that would seal the bond between them, “With those vows, and by the power vested in

sharp crack split through the air. Loud enough to be unnatural. Loud enough to make the hairs on my arms stand on end

only one who felt it. The room stiffened. A

case you didn’t hear me before, universe,” She snapped,

get to finish because the ceiling above groaned and then something heavy slammed into the floor with a sickening thud.

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