The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 271

Chapter 271

-Ava’s POV-

The wind roared around us, tearing at my hair, filling the air with the sharp scent of salt. The ship rocked beneath my feet, the waves slamming against the steel hull as if the ocean itself could sense the battle unfolding between us.

The night sky stretched endlessly above, dark and unforgiving, mirroring the darkness Dylan carried and the words had barely left his lips before he shoved me.

Hard.

I didn’t even have time to scream.

My body crashed against the floor, the impact sending a sharp, brutal pain tearing through me. A cry burst from my lips as I clutched my stomach, my fingers trembling against my skin. My breath came in ragged gasps, my pulse pounding in my

ears.

But something was wrong because I had healed from the beating he gave me before.

My wounds should have closed, my body should have recovered–but the pain was still there, sharp and searing, as if something was holding it in place even after I had healed.

Dylan crouched beside me, his smirk deepening. His voice was soft, almost amused like he could read my mind, “It’s a spell to induce pain and keep it in place.”

A spell.

My mind reeled, my thoughts spiraling back to the moment in the car–when he had moved his fingers and there was residue of magic.

I forced myself to meet his gaze. My voice came out hoarse, “How… how can you do magic?”

Dylan tilted his head, watching me like a predator watches its prey. “My mother was obsessed with it,” He said lazily. “She passed it down to me. There are dark objects that help channel magic. You just have to know the right words.”

A sick feeling twisted in my stomach, The right words?”

He smiled. “That’s what I used to make you believe you were my mate.”

“Why?” The question ripped from my throat, thick with anger before I could think twice about it even though I think he would me this time, “Why did you do it? What did I ever do to you to make you hate me this much?”

Dylan exhaled, rising to his feet, his movements slow, deliberate. The moonlight cast shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp edge of his jaw, the cold glint in his eyes.

“Hate?” He mused. “No, Ava. This was never about hate.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, my mind racing. I needed to get up. Needed to think.

Keep him talking.

hell was it about?” I forced myself

ocean, the vast stretch of dark water that surrounded us. No land. No escape. Just the endless abyss waiting below.

my voice tight. “Made me believe I was your mate. Made me-” I bit

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“Why? What was

movement, “Well now that I think of it was but not my hate of you. That came later when

myself to breathe, ignoring the sharp pain twisting in my

to show emotions,” He continued, his voice

His jaw clenched.

should have been put down.

floor. I knew this story. Knew what had happened to Dylan’s mother. It wasn’t a secret. But I didn’t know Grayson’s father was directly

be like the rest of them. I wouldn’t be a coward. I would get revenge on the Blackwoods for

paused, then let out a dark chuckle. “And then I overhead a conversation from my dear uncle-” his voice dripped with venom

the curse of the Blackwoods,” Dylan said, his smirk returning. “And how you–the perfect, untouchable princess of the Pierce–were

still, but

“I thought I would find something useful. Something powerful. But as it turned out, you had no clue about any of it.

dug into my

Dylan admitted. “But then Crystal came

the mention of her name, a cold wave of rage swept

said. “But Damien brought her, so I knew she had to be important. And to my surprise, I actually liked her.” He laughed, shaking his head slightly. “You know what that’s like,

mocking edge in his voice sent fury coursing through my

trying to get under my skin. Trying

give him

expression darkened, his amusement fading. “And then you had to ruin everything,” He muttered, his vo. “When you pulled that

cold now.

that moment made me realize something. Playing the fool could work in my favor. And Crystal–smart

gaze flickered with something

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smooth, confident,

us, thick and

waves crashed against

The wind howled.