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”

tightened on the wheel.

He continued, “and she managed to tear through just before it went up. She’s alive, but she’s got

went tight.

tell me you’ve figured out who the fuck

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

guess we all

out a slow breath, “It’s

Then a low, murderous

he is,” I added, “I’ll

could say anything else, my phone rang.

Carter.

time. Without another word, I cut the connection

“He’s on

gripping the steering wheel tighter, “A

Blackwater Terminal about thirty minutes ago. That’s where the trail

Blackwater Terminal.

against my skull. A ship meant Dylan wasn’t just hiding–he was moving. But where the

was he

you know where the ship is

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

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

wasn’t just running. He

this fight on

walk into his trap, that

rules.

Wrong

was about to remind Dylan exactly

I told Carter, my voice steel. “Hack into maritime logs. Check private security firms in

on

moved to hang up when

quieter now. “You need to be careful.

harder

moment, I didn’t

usual bite in my voice softened, even if just for a second.

“I will.”

ended the call.

went dead,

now. If you want to catch up,

of silence before Rickon responded, his voice edged with tension. “I’ll meet you there.”

anything else. My focus sharpened

of

left my recent calls. The person on the other end answered immediately, crisp

polished voice answered, calm, respectful but i didn’t miss the hint of

Terminal cleared. Now. No delays.”

Then the voice returned, composed but alert. “How discreet

how it’s done–just make sure no

be

as I tore through the city. The docks

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a thirty–minute head start.

that was

He thought wrong.

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as Carter because I

moment the call connected. “No registered departure logs, likely offshore–owned. I want

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