The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 261

Chapter 261

-Grayson’s POV-

The night smelled like blood.

Or maybe that was just because Elaine and I had made it so but it didn’t matter because all I felt was satisfaction.

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Liam had suffered and he would continue to suffer for as long as he continued to live, and I didn’t feel an ounce of guilt about it. No part of me regretted what we had done. A tiny part of me might have wished for things to be different but what was done is done.

The boy I used to be—he would have felt differently. He would have mourned the loss of what Liam and I had once been. He would have carried the weight of it, let it settle like a stone in his chest, suffocating him.

But I wasn’t that boy anymore.

Neither was Liam.

And while I had played a role in what became of us, in how our friendship rotted into something unrecognizable, he had made his choices. He had done what he had done. And as vile, as monstrous, as utterly broken as Elaine had become, she did not deserve what he had done to her.

So, he would pay. For the rest of his life, he would

pay.

“Grayson, quit standing around.”

Elaine’s voice cut through the thick fog of my thoughts. I blinked, only then realizing I had stopped moving.

I looked at her, but my feet wouldn’t move. It wasn’t hesitation–it wasn’t even fear. It was something else.

I had come here for a reason because Elaine had said that if I truly wanted to move on, I had to face them.

My father. My mother.

But now that I was here, all the words I had carefully strung together in my mind unraveled like thread.

“Grayson?”

Elaine stepped closer, concern flickering in her eyes.

I let out a slow breath. “I don’t know what to say to them. Either of them.”

Her expression didn’t soften. It hardened.

“Do you remember all the times you used to come into my room just so he wouldn’t find you?” Her voice was quiet, but there was a sharp edge to it, “How he used to hit you? No matter how many times your mother tried to stop him, he never stopped. Do you remember how much you hated him? How badly you wanted to kill him?”

hard, but I didn’t say anything.

in a sharp breath, as if steadying herself. “I know you learned to lock up your emotions. I know you taught yourself not

wasn’t. At least not at

anger wasn’t what I felt–not anymore. I was angry at myself

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he had won.

the man he wanted

Cruel Cold. Feared

worst

hadliked it. I had liked being powerful. I had

I was stuck somewhere

promise of a future, but I wasn’t sure who I

the monster my

was I something

short breath, shaking her head, “You know what? This was a

and that was when

She stopped.

she turned back toward me, watching as I looked around, really looked at

their inscriptions softened by time. Fresh flowers rested at the foot of her parents graves, carefully arranged

only one at my mother’s grave.

buried near

same home

home where they had all

quiet when she spoke,

head, “Not even once.

us spoke for a long time. The air between us was heavy,

years.

but here we are.” She exhaled, almost like she couldn’t believe it herself, “Times are changing. So much blood has been spilled, but if you really want

grave, “Why don’t you start

the small, withering bouquet, “You really believe they can

“I

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but I felt the hesitation ins it, the silent permission she was giving

barely, “Start

Then she left.

go. I just stood there, staring at the grave, at the way the earth had settled, at the cracks forming along

how much time

wasn’t sure why I

eventually, I lowered myself to the ground, the dirt rough beneath my fingertips as I settled in front of the headstone. My gaze flickered briefly to my father’s grave before landing