The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

hapter 270

Chapter 270

-Grayson’s POV-

The phone in my hand felt heavier than it should have. My eyes still locked onto the image that had just been sent.

Ava–unconscious. A dark bruise against her temple.

My grip tightened around the device, fingers pressing into the edges. My chest burned as I stared at her still form, my mind rejecting what I was seeing. She wasn’t supposed to be like this. Not Ava. Not the woman who never backed down from a fight. But now–she was vulnerable. Defenseless.

A sharp, unfamiliar feeling twisted inside me.

Something dangerously close to fear.

I sucked in a breath, forcing my vision to clear. But it wasn’t fear that took over.

It was rage.

My pulse pounded in my ears, my wolf pushing against my skin, clawing to get out. I was seconds away from crushing the phone in my grip, but the words scrawled across the bottom of the image stopped me.

You want her? Come get her.

Dylan.

His name alone made my wolf snarl, the sound rumbling through my chest. I hadn’t even thought of him in all of this–not once. And that was my mistake. He was Damien’s blood, after all. I should have known he’d pull something like this. I should have expected it. Should have ripped his head from his shoulders when I had the chance.

My jaw locked so tightly that I could hear my teeth grind together.

Dylan wanted me to come. Wanted me to walk straight into whatever trap he’d set.

Fine.

I was coming.

And he had no idea what was waiting for him.

I didn’t waste another second. I hit dial and pressed the phone to my ear. Carter picked up on the second ring.

“What horrible thing has happened now?”

“I need you to work the fastest you’ve ever fucking worked,” I growled, my voice a razor–sharp edge of control. “Find Dylan Cross. Find out exactly where he is right now. He has Ava.”

There was a beat of silence, then a low, understanding exhale. “I’m on it. I’ll call you back in five.”

“You have three,” I snapped before ending the call.

I pressed harder on the gas, the engine roaring beneath me as I tore down the road. The second the situation at my estate had been contained, I’d gotten in my car, following the lead of the trackers. They’d pinpointed where the car had gone and that was all I needed.

I didn’t know who took her but I already had people combing the city trying to locate her and then the picture followed by his message had come in forcing me to stop the car for a moment.

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My wolf growled again, my muscles tensing under my skin, but I forced out a slow breath, Control, Control. I wasn’t going to

lose her,

Not after everything.

The bastard had made a mistake by taking Ava. And I was going to make damn sure he paid for it.

Before I could let that thought settle, Rickon’s mind touched mine. The connection snapped in so suddenly that I almost didn’t register it.

“Is Isabella okay?” The question left my mind before I could stop it and it surprised me that I was actually worried about her..

Rickon’s voice was sharp, “Whoever’s behind this rigged their car. It exploded”

grip tightened on the

shifted to shield Eliza,” He continued, “and she managed to tear through just before

went tight.

I need you to tell me you’ve figured out who the fuck is doing this, because they are going to

angriest I had ever heard him. And for a moment, I thought about how much he had changed from the irritable person at the start of this that I couldn’t stand and I wasn’t saying he was

we all

a slow

low, murderous growl.

exactly where he

anything else, my phone rang.

Carter.

the connection with Rickon and

“He’s on a

gripping the steering wheel tighter, “A ship?”

I’ve got right now. He left from Blackwater Terminal about

Blackwater Terminal.

working faster than my pulse pounding against my skull. A ship meant Dylan

was he planning?

you know where the ship

plan, no listed destination. It wasn’t a commercial vessel, no records in the system. The

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car tore down the highway. The city lights blurred past me, but my mind was sharper than ever. Dylan

he wasn’t just running. He was

fight on his terms.

flexed against the wheel. He thought I’d walk into his trap, that I’d be desperate, reckless. That I’d play by

rules.

Wrong

Dylan exactly who

I told Carter, my voice steel. “Hack into maritime logs. Check private security firms in the area–someone had to be paid to keep eyes off that

on

up when

quieter now. “You need to be careful. I don’t think you get another chance after this.”

hit harder than I

I didn’t

usual bite in my voice softened, even

“I will.”

then I ended the

line went dead, I reached out to

there now. If you want to catch up, be quick–but

was a beat of silence before Rickon responded, his

else. My focus

speed. The kind of speed money could buy.

number that rarely left my recent calls. The person on

Blackwood,” A polished voice answered, calm, respectful but i didn’t miss the hint of surprise.”

need Blackwater Terminal cleared. Now. No delays.”

the voice returned, composed but alert. “How discreet do you need this to be?”

sure no one gets

It’ll be

gas, the engine roaring beneath me as I tore through

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thirty–minute head

that was enough.

He thought wrong.

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was to someone who was almost as good as Carter because I couldn’t

thirty minutes ago,” I ordered the moment the call connected. “No registered departure logs, likely offshore–owned. I

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