The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

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Chapter 267

Chapter 267

-Grayson’s POV-

The scent of fear clung to the air like smoke. It was thick, heavy, nearly suffocating

Even as I stepped away from the chaos of the wedding hall, my senses remained sharp, my mind processing every sound, every movement. People were still running–some screaming, others too stunned to move. Warriors shouted orders, struggling to restore order, but something about all of this was off.

A severed head alone wouldn’t cause this much mayhem.

Fear? Yes. Disbelief? Absolutely. But this… this was something else. The way people bolted, the way some seemed to be running from something rather than just the scene itself–it didn’t sit right with me. There was more to this. Something unseen. Something dangerous.

I reached out through the mind link to check on her again, ‘Elaine?‘

A beat passed, then her voice came through, steady but clipped, ‘I’m fine. I got out and I’m back at my apartment!

Relief settled in my chest, but it was short–lived, ‘Stay there. Lock the doors. Don’t open them for anyone until I say so?

‘Got it.’

I exhaled sharply and pushed forward.

My warriors had stationed themselves along the estate’s exit paths, trying to prevent people from scattering too far. They had managed to form a perimeter, but the energy in the air was still charged–frantic, unsettled. Something wasn’t right.

Then-

“Alpha King Grayson.”

I turned at the sound of my name.

Ivan was walking toward me, his face tense. He wasn’t panicked–he was too trained for that–but there was urgency in his steps.

The moment he reached me, I didn’t hesitate, “Where is Ava?”

His expression flickered. Surprise flashed across his face before he quickly masked it, “I don’t know, Your Highness. I came to ask if you wanted me to take her.”

Everything in me stilled. My eyes narrowed. My mind instantly latched onto the implications of his words.

“What do you mean take her?” My voice was dangerously low, but I didn’t care, “I had you assigned to a car with her in case Damien did anything. That car left with her. So what do you mean if I wanted you to take her?”

A flicker of something passed through his eyes–surprise, hesitation–before fear took over. He took a step back.

My mind was already working it out.

If he wasn’t in the car, then someone else was. And if someone else was in that car, that meant whoever sent that severed head had planned this.

Ava was not on her way to the safe house.

My wolf growled, the realization settling like ice ingny veins. I turned sharply, already reaching out through the mind link.

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Ava?

Silence.

Ava, answer me.

Nothing.

in my chest. My wolf bristled, pacing beneath my skin. A mind link

curling into fists. No. No. No.

Ava was gone.

idea who

snapped back to Ivan, “Get every available tracker on that car. Now. Find her.”

stiffened, nodding before rushing off.

and Eliza had left in the car that was supposed to take him and her out and Rickon

once. The severed head. The lights

It was about creating a big enough distraction to make their next move.

I had walked right

“Shit.”

The fear had reached a fever pitch, voices rising,

get out then, like a spark in dry

time, even worse than

claws scraping against the marble floors. I saw the reaction in those who were human–shock, then fear, then complete

And then-

Boom.

come from the estate. It came from

my nose. I turned, taking in the chaos. It was as if time slowed, each

shouting, but their voices blurred

were trapped, unable to find a way out amidst the panicked

through the

direction.

needed to act.

Now.

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wolf pushed

senses exploded. Power surged through every fiber of my being,

let out a single,

the vicinity dropped to submission. Some fell to their stomachs, others lowered their heads, their bodies trembling.

rumbled through me, my message clear.

‘Shift back. Now

one, the wolves obeyed, reverting to their human

but the storm had been

senses locked onto the only thing that mattered–tracking Ava’s scent. My muscles tensed, ready to push forward,

“Grayson!”

the air like a blade. My wolf snarled, turning sharply toward the source,

Rickon.

with something I had rarely seen in him–panic. He was pushing through the crowd, his

words tumbled out,

hit me instantly.

If he felt something, then something

dealing with this new threat

back, bones snapping and twisting as I returned to my human form. My breath was steady, measured, even as my pulse hammered against my skull. A warrior rushed forward,

Bodies–so many bodies.