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.

my skin. A mind link only failed if

hands curling into fists. No. No. No.

Ava was gone.

had no idea who

Ivan, “Get every available tracker on that car. Now.

before rushing

was supposed to take him and her out and Rickon was back in the hall trying to see what was wrong and get his wolves out of there.

The severed head. The lights going out. The

disrupting the wedding. It was about creating a

had walked right

“Shit.”

scrambling crowd. The fear had reached

then, like a spark in

even worse

claws scraping against the marble floors.

And then-

Boom.

come from the estate. It came from far beyond the

of smoke burned my nose. I turned, taking in the chaos. It was as if time

shouting, but their voices blurred

a way out amidst the panicked wolves.

wolves bolted, some tried to fight through the crowd,

direction.

needed to

Now.

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deep, guttural growl built in my chest. My wolf pushed forward, demanding control, demanding order. Then I

Power surged through every fiber of my being, and my massive black wolf stood

out a single,

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

rumbled through me,

‘Shift back. Now

wolves obeyed, reverting to their

entirely, but the storm had been tamed. For

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

“Grayson!”

the air like a blade. My wolf snarled, turning

Rickon.

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

me, the words tumbled out, “Isabella. I felt it. Something is wrong.”

hit me

felt something, then something had happened.

off after Ava and dealing with this new threat or dealing with this madness. My jaw clenched.

measured, even as my pulse hammered against my skull. A warrior rushed forward, shoving a bundle of clothes into my hands. I took them, barely noticing

Bodies–so many bodies.