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.

it about?” I forced myself to

dark water that surrounded us. No land. No escape. Just the

me,” I continued, my voice tight. “Made me believe I was your mate. Made

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breathing. “Why? What was the point? What did you gain from

turned back to me, his expression calm, controlled. Then he stepped forward, closing the distance between us in a single movement, “Well now that I think of it was but not my hate of you. That came later when I realized you had been a waste of my time. It was my hate of the Blackwoods.”

to breathe, ignoring the sharp pain twisting in my

us again, “My father was never one to show emotions,” He continued, his voice almost distant. “The only person

His jaw clenched.

have been put down. But the

what had happened to Dylan’s mother. It wasn’t a secret. But I didn’t know Grayson’s father was directly connected.

told myself I wouldn’t be like the rest of them. I wouldn’t be a coward.

dripped with venom “–who always hated me, who put on such a good facade to hide the monster he was,

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

stay still, but my heart

you,” He continued, his tone turning mocking. “I thought I would find something useful. Something powerful. But as it turned out, you had no clue about any of it. You

nails dug into

admitted. “But then Crystal came into the

her name, a cold wave

surprise, I actually liked her.” He laughed, shaking his head

sent fury

to get under my skin. Trying to make

to give him

He muttered,

cold now.

“But that moment made me realize something. Playing the fool could work in my favor. And Crystal–smart Crystal–told me to let Damien

something dark, something dangerous.

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smooth, confident, “led us

between us,

waves crashed against the ship.

The wind howled.