The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 275

-Grayson's POV-

The force sent a fresh explosion of pain through my eyes and for a moment I couldn't see. Bubbles rushed from my mouth as the impact knocked what little air I had left from my lungs. My back hit something hard-the hull of the ship.

Dylan didn't stop. His claws raked down my side, slicing through fur and skin as he twisted his body, trying to push me deeper.

He was trying to drown me.

A growl rumbled in my chest, but the sound was lost in the water. My vision came back then, blurred and my lungs were tightening.

I needed air. Now.

Dylan's claws dug into my shoulders, his weight forcing me further down. The pressure built, my head pounding. Black spots swam in my vision.

No.

I refused to die here.

I lashed out, my claws finding purchase in his side. I raked them deep, tearing through flesh. Blood bloomed in the water, dark and curling like ink.

Dylan jerked, his grip faltering just enough-I took my chance.

I twisted, breaking free, and kicked off from the hull, surging upward toward the surface. The ocean fought to keep me, the weight of it dragging at my limbs, but I forced myself through.

Almost there.

But Dylan was faster.

Something yanked at my leg. Hard.

A sharp, blinding pain shot through me as his jaws clamped down, teeth sinking into my flesh.

A snarl ripped through my throat, though it came out as nothing but a rush of bubbles. He pulled, dragging me back down. The world above-the storm, the air, Ava-faded further away.

Rage and desperation surged through me. My instincts roared. Fight. Survive.

I twisted again, my claws striking wildly. One connected-his face.

Dylan's grip loosened for half a second.

I didn't waste it.

I kicked off his chest, pushing myself upward with every ounce of strength I had

left. My body screamed, my muscles burning, but I kept going.

Then-light.

I broke through.

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Air rushed into my lungs as I gasped, coughing, spitting out saltwater. The wind howled, the rain a stinging assault against my face.

was no time to

The ship loomed in the distance, battered by the storm, but still there. Still

Dylan... He

burst from the water behind me, his massive form crashing into me

mouth, my throat, but I didn't care. I lashed out, my claws

thrashed, but I didn't let

me under-fine. But

spun in the water, locked in a deadly fight as the storm raged on. Lightning

voice slithered into my mind. A dark, vicious

jaws, barely missing his throat, "You talk

Dylan lunged.

I met him head-on.

crashed together, bodies slamming into the waves as the storm tossed us like nothing more than pawns in a much bigger war. Claws tore

us.

I was stronger.

But he was desperate.

off my chest, sending me backward into the waves. For half a second, I lost him in the chaos.

Then he was there.

Above me.

Teeth bared. Jaws wide.

for my

had no

I ducked.

snapped closed on empty air, but the momentum sent us

swallowed us

his claws latched onto me. This

to slash

He held on.

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And then-he pulled

Down

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Down

Deeper.

air. The ship above became nothing

No.

but Dylan was like a stone, dragging me

eyes glowed with a sick kind

His voice whispered through my skull. "The great Grayson

the sea."

harder. Claws. Fangs. Anything to break

the ocean was

but a flicker of

below was endless. Cold.

wasn't

burned. My vision

out of

thing moved-fast, deadly-but

darted, sensing the movement just as I did-but too late. The water shifted, an unseen force building, pressing in around us like the ocean itself had chosen a side. The pressure was sudden, violent, a current spiraling through the depths like the breath of something ancient and angry. I felt it before it struck, before the impact ripped through the water like a silent explosion.

there was no

into him, a brutal collision that sent him reeling. His grip on me-so firm, so absolute just moments ago -slipped. His claws, once digging into my skin, lost their hold as he staggered, his body twisting in the current. For the first time, he wasn't in control. For the