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”

on the wheel.

she managed to tear through just before it went up. She’s alive, but she’s

throat went tight.

you’ve figured out who the

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

we all

a slow breath, “It’s

low,

where he is,” I

could say anything else,

Carter.

didn’t waste time. Without another word, I cut the connection with Rickon

time, “He’s on a ship.”

my teeth, gripping the steering wheel tighter,

got right now. He left from Blackwater Terminal about thirty minutes ago.

Blackwater Terminal.

through possibilities in my mind, my brain working faster than my pulse pounding against my skull. A ship meant Dylan wasn’t just hiding–he was moving. But where the hell

he planning?

you know where the

plan, no listed destination. It wasn’t a commercial vessel, no records in the system. The only thing I could find was that it belonged to an offshore holding company–meaning someone covered the paper

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

just running. He was pulling me to him.

wanted this fight on his terms.

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

rules.

Wrong

to remind Dylan exactly who

“Hack into maritime logs. Check private security firms in the

already on

up when Carter hesitated.

careful. I don’t think you

words hit harder

a moment, I

gone. The usual bite in my

“I will.”

then I ended

the line went dead, I reached out to

there now. If you want to catch

responded, his voice edged with tension. “I’ll

anything else. My focus sharpened as

needed speed. The kind of

pressing a number that rarely left my recent calls. The person on the other

respectful but

Blackwater Terminal cleared. Now. No

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

it’s done–just make sure no one gets in my way.”

be

the call and pressed harder on the gas, the engine roaring beneath me as I tore through the city. The docks weren’t

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a thirty–minute head start.

thought that

He thought wrong.

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

thirty minutes ago,” I ordered the moment the call connected. “No registered departure

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