The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 264

Chapter 264

-tax Pov

I wasn’t scared.

There was a time when I would have been. A time when just being near him, just hearing his voice, would have sent a chill down my spine. A time when I hated him, but fear had overshadowed that hate, paralyzing me in ways I didn’t even understand back then.

But that time had passed.

Now, as my eyes clashed with his in the rearview mirror, all I felt was cold, simmering rage.

“What is the meaning of this? Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice steady, controlled.

Dylan’s lips curled into a slow, smug smile. It wasn’t amused–it was taunting, laced with the kind of arrogance that came from knowing he had the upper hand. “That’s your question?” He let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head slightly. “Not Did I kill my uncle? Not How did I manage to get into this car without anyone noticing? Or what is happening back there?”

My wolf stirred inside me, growling low and deep, scratching at the surface, ready to rip him apart. But I forced her down.

Because I knew what this was.

Whatever sick, twisted game he was trying to play, whatever reaction he was trying to get out of me, I wasn’t giving it to him.

So I ignored his taunt. And I repeated, calmly, firmly, “Where are you taking me?”

For a moment, his smile faltered. It was just a flicker, so quick I might have imagined it. Then it returned, darker this time, full of something cruel and malicious.

He tilted his head slightly, eyes gleaming with something unreadable as he said, “You know, when you and I were together, we never really got to do things together.” He let out a slow breath, almost like he was reminiscing, “That’s a shame, isn’t it? But don’t worry, Ava.” His grip on the wheel tightened slightly. “I’m making up for lost time. You and I? We’re going on a little trip.

A trip.

That was when I decided I’d had enough.

I shut my eyes for a fraction of a second, reaching out with my mind, focusing my energy, reaching for Grayson.

Nothing.

I tried again.

Still nothing.

A sharp, unsettling sensation crawled down my spine.

I clenched my jaw and reached out again, this time for Isabella and felt the same emptiness.

It was like I was screaming into a void. No connection. No link. No response.

Dylan let out another low laugh, this time completely devoid of humor. Like he knew exactly what I had just tried to do.

His fingers tapped against the steering wheel in a rhythmic pattern. “The car is spelled. Whatever little trick you were just attempting?” He

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waste of time.”

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stomach twisted, but I didn’t let the panic settle. Instead, I felt my wolf rise,

Dylan noticed.

the first time since this car started moving, something like caution flashed across his face.

his voice dangerously soft, “I will drive us into the nearest tree. And I promise you, Ava, that your

entire body went

to steady, forced my wolf down again. It wasn’t fear that made me listen–it was logic. A car crash wasn’t the way I was going to fight him. If I wanted

clenched my fists. My nails dug into

the hell is this, Dylan? What

long moment, he didn’t

spoke, it was slow, deliberate–like he

murmured. “From the very beginning. From the

air, and suddenly, a faint, eerie glow crackled around them–like remnants of magic slipping through his skin.

How–What the hell?

I

chest, like something twisting, unraveling, pulling at a thread I hadn’t even known

a sharp breath, my mind reeling as something–a memory, a sensation, a

then Dylan said

used magic,” He murmured, his voice so quiet it was

entire body froze. The blood in my veins turned to

settled, as their meaning dug in, sharp and

for him when Grayson was my fated mate. Why I had been drawn to him. Why I had ignored the whispers in

now, I had my

never been real.

The bond I thought I

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never been real.

had stopped breathing until 1 exhaled shakily, barely managed to find my voice

like I couldn’t even begin to

casually, like we were discussing the weather instead of the fact that he had just admitted to manipulating my mind, “that’s not the focus right now.”

fists on my lap, nails pressing so

Not the focus.

Not the focus.

rip

throw myself over the seat, grab him by the throat, and make him focus on it–make him tell me

did it.