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 head. “You really think I’d let you call for help?” His fingers tapped against the steering wheel in a rhythmic pattern.

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waste of time.”

52%

felt my wolf rise, fury burning through me like fire. My

Dylan noticed.

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

And I promise you, Ava, that your body might survive

entire body went

that made me listen–it was logic. A car crash wasn’t the way I was going to fight him. If I wanted to get out of this, I needed control.

clenched my fists. My nails dug into my palms.

my voice colder now, “What the hell is this, Dylan? What

moment, he

it was slow, deliberate–like he

always wanted, Ava,” he murmured. “From the very beginning. From

and suddenly, a faint, eerie glow

How–What the hell?

then I

my chest, like something twisting, unraveling, pulling at

sucked in a sharp breath, my mind reeling as something–a memory, a sensation, a feeling–broke through the surface

then Dylan said

veins, “I used magic,” He murmured, his voice so quiet it was almost drowned out by the hum of the engine, “To make you believe I was your fated

in my veins turned

as his words settled, as their meaning dug in, sharp

been drawn to him. Why

had

never been

to him. The bond I thought I

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never

had stopped breathing until 1 exhaled shakily, barely managed

it grew sharper, crueler, like I couldn’t even begin to understand how much

like we were discussing the weather instead of the fact that he had just admitted to manipulating my mind, “that’s

curling into fists on my lap, nails pressing so hard into my skin that I could almost draw

Not the focus.

Not the focus.

to rip him apart.

the seat, grab him by the throat, and

he did it.