The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 265

Ava’s POV

What?

Dylan chuckled, tilting his head slightly, eyes gleaming with twisted amusement. “Oh, don’t look so shocked, Ava.” He let out a slow breath, tapping his fingers against the wheel in an almost lazy rhythm, his voice dripping with satisfaction, “Did you really think Damien was invincible? That he couldn’t be stopped?” He scoffed, eyes darkening with something sinister, “He underestimated me. And her.”

My stomach twisted violently, dread clawing up my throat.

I shook my head, my pulse pounding as I tried to process what he was saying, “Crystal-“My throat tightened. “Crystal killed Damien?”

The words felt foreign even as I said them.

It didn’t make sense.

Damien raised her. She had worked with him all this time, stood beside him, protected him. Damien had molded her, shaped her, turned her into the weapon she was. It wasn’t right that he had stolen but she owed him everything.

So why?

Why would she turn on him?

How could she kill him?

And then–another realization slammed into me like a freight train, knocking the air from my lungs.

Crystal had acted like Dylan was in the dark about everything. She made it seem like he had no clue what was going on, like she was playing the game alone, maneuvering through the chaos without his knowledge.

But now?

Now he was telling me otherwise.

Dylan smirked, tilting his head slightly, watching me with the kind of satisfaction that made my skin crawl, “Oh, she hated him.” He said smoothly, his voice almost… delighted, “Despised him, really just as much as he raised her to hate the lot of you. And all it took was a little… push.”

A shiver ran down my spine.

My breath came out unsteady, but I forced my voice to stay firm. “Why?”

Dylan arched an eyebrow, feigning innocence.

I snapped,

who she is this entire time wants to tell you that part herself.” His smirk widened, feeding off my

fists, the anger

but I didn’t care, “I’m sick of this. I am not playing this twisted game anymore. Whatever vendetta

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twisting together into something unbearable, “you tell her that we are not sisters. She is nothing

me and-”

would watch that tone if I

through mine like a blade, sharp and quiet, but the weight behind it sent ice through

My breath caught.

Leaning back slightly, voice eerily calm, he added, “Or I might

sooner.”

The world tilted.

heart hammering against

of you,” He continued, dragging out the words. “Starting with Rickon and Isabella. Their car?” He exhaled

suffocating terror gripped

No.

No, no, no-

else aside and reached for her again. Pushed

she should have been.

again, desperately

was nothing.

me, pressing in on all sides. My pulse pounded, panic burning through my veins like

myself to breathe, to focus, but the silence–the silence–was suffocating, “Just–just tell me what the hell this is Dylan,” I ground out,

back, stretching like he had all the time in the world, “What’s happening.” He said smoothly, “is that I took a little page from my uncle’s book–the one about becoming King. But don’t worry.” His lips curled into a smirk. “I’ve played the

going to pick us off one

his head as if I was missing something obvious. Then his eyes darkened, and his voice dropped into something sharper, colder, “Oh shut up Ava and spare me the self–righteous act. You’re the fated mate of the Alpha King. You stand above every other Luna, and you expect me to believe you don’t enjoy that power?”

you think I enjoy being hunted, being manipulated, being used like some–some pawn in your sick little game? I have never once thought about my status above others because it never mattered to me! I also didn’t ask for you to have somehow spelled me to believe we were mates and then get treated like shit and I had to

annoying buzz in his ears. “I told you to shut up. You sit there, pretending like you’re so different, so above it all, but you’re not. You were given everything–the mate bond, the power,

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clenched my fists, my

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