The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 263

Chapter 263

Avax POV-

A feeling of déjà vu slammed into me like a freight train, and suddenly, I was right back in the chef fur wordme with Grayson. Only this time, it war worse.

Or maybe the chaos was equal.

The room had erupted into pure pandemonium. Cors were screaming, chairs screeched again the mahir Boer s people shoved them aside in their desperate attempt to flee, and bewlies panded and stumted in all ti

My breath caught in my throat, my gaze locked onto the severed head lying miles on the slum is glasses les pa staring into nothingness. The world around me blurred, sound turning inne a doll roar as my mind struggled to press. Int horror before me.

A sharp yank on my wrist wrenched me from my frozen state, and I stumbled forward. My feet barely caught up with, movement before I felt Grayson’s strong grip pulling me away but the disorientation emily wezeneted.

My head snapped toward him, his face a mix of irritation and–was that the faintest flicker of ses grip was firm his body tense as he dragged me back from the altar, away from the grisly sight.

Somewhere in the madness, I barely registered Rickon doing the same to Isabella, his hand clumped around her term as he tried to pull her in the opposite direction. But unlike me, Isabella wasn’t having it.

“What do you two think you are doing?” She snapped, yanking her arm free from Rickon’s grasp.

Rickon’s expression darkened, but before he could say anything, Isabella went on, her voice sharp enough to her through the panic.

“First of all, a dead–Damien’s head just fell from the ceiling!” She gestured wildly toward the mode of the hall her the laced with frustration, “And no one is even going to confirm if this isn’t some elaborate ploy? You’re telling me we going to accept it and run blindly into a panicked crowd so we can get shoved and trampled when we’re not even in danger

I blinked, my mind snapping into focus as her words settled.

She was right.

People were acting on instinct, but there was no immediate threat. Whoever had done this–whoever had suged the already made their move.

The panic was the weapon now.

I turned to Grayson, who was already glancing at me, his jaw right. His gaze flicked to the severed head hing moontes a the altar, then back to Rickon, and after a tense beat, he exhaled sharply. His hand uncured from around me west.

Without hesitation, he swung into action, his voice cutting through the hysteria like a blade, Get control of the situation” * ordered, turning to a group of warriors stationed near the far end of the hall. “Calm the guests, stop anyone from leaving until we assess what’s going on and have someone check the ceiling”

The warriors nodded and immediately moved, stepping into the chaos to bring some order to the room. The screaming dat already started to die down–fear and confusion slowly shifting into stunned murmins and hanne whige

Then, to my utter surprise, Grayson turned back to me.

“Ava,” He said, his tone firm but measured, “can you check if it’s really Damien?”

I stared at him, completely thrown. Just minutes ago, he had been pulling me away from the blood, from the scene was asking me to step closer?

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added, “You know him better than any of

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hard, nodding slowly. My legs felt heavy as I moved forward, each step toward the altar weighed down by something I couldn’t name. I didn’t even register Rickon following close behind

queasy

She muttered, her hand clamped over her mouth

do that. I’m going to go eat my cake and make

turned to look at

cannot go

with that, she turned on her heel and marched toward the dessert table like a woman

ran a hand down his face but

I crouched lower, my heart hammering in my chest as my fingers hesitated just

in my lungs as I finally touched

my fingers brushed against it, a chill

Damien.

real. He

was

me like a freight train. This wasn’t some trick, some carefully staged illusion–this was Damien’s actual head, severed from his body, lifeless

quickly, the words forming in my throat, ready to tell Grayson,

black and the chaos

my hand pressing protectively over my stomach as

the sound of something crashing against the wall

werewolf senses,” he said, his voice low

clicked instantly.

skin, her presence surging

I saw.

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within seconds. The room wasn’t just chaotic–it was worse. People weren’t just

running from something.

caught. Shadows moved–fast. Too fast

figures darting through the crowd,

happening?” I asked, my

don’t know, but we need to get you out

eyes scanning the

of her rushing from the dessert table, her white wedding dress flowing behind her, heading straight for Rickon. The moment we reached them, her

Now we really need to get out of here. My folks will stick together and find their way out.”