The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 287

-Ava’s POV-

“This is a disaster! We have to call the wedding off,” Isabella gritted out as she knelt on the floor, stretching her hand under the dresser in a futile attempt to retrieve one of her earrings that had rolled underneath.

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I rolled my eyes, choosing to ignore her dramatics, just as Eliza hummed in satisfaction while putting the finishing touches on my makeup.

“Are you people not hearing me?” Isabella shrieked, her voice rising with each syllable, “I said—”

“The people all the way in another country heard you,” My mother’s voice cut in, flat and unimpressed.

Isabella froze mid–reach before turning her glare on my mother, who stood with her arms crossed, looking down at her with thinly veiled disapproval.

At least it wasn’t directed at me.

Evelyn Pierce was making an effort.

She had even cut her hair–my Aunt Rosaline’s doing, as she had grumbled when I picked her up from the airport yesterday. But I had caught her checking herself out in the mirror more than once, and despite her complaints, she had been smiling.

I had taken her to the hospital to see her first grandchild, who still needed to be monitored, and she had almost cried. Which, of course, made me cry too.

I knew it would take time to truly move past everything she had done, the way she had treated me in the past. But she was trying, and in her defense, she had been kinder and more considerate lately. Isabella, on the other hand, had been on the receiving end of her sharp tongue, and I had wisely decided to stay out of it.

Isabella tore her glare away from my mother and turned to me instead, “Lilian, your mother is being mean to me.”

I pretended not to hear her.

Instead, I turned to Eliza, “Do you think I should add a little more highlight?”

Eliza, who had learned the fine art of avoiding drama, nodded thoughtfully, “A little wouldn’t hurt.”

My mother let out a small huff, and Isabella let out an even bigger one, “You are both ignoring me!”

“And what a blessing that is,” My mother muttered.

Isabella gasped, scandalized, “You see? You see how mean she is?”

“You’re being dramatic,” My mother replied, giving her a pointed look.

“It is not dramatic to be upset that my earring has disappeared into the abyss!” Isabella huffed. “And you, Evelyn Pierce, are just heartless!”

From the corner of the room, Mikayla, who had been pretending to scroll through her phone but was clearly enjoying the drama suddenly let out a snort of laughter.

That was her first mistake.

Both my mother and Isabella turned their heads toward her at the exact same time, their attention now locked onto a new target.

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“What’s so funny?” My mother asked, arching a brow.

“Yes, Mikayla,” Isabella narrowed her eyes. “What exactly is so funny?”

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Mikayla’s eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights, “Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing at all.” She waved a hand. “Just, uh… allergies! Yes, allergies! You know, sneezing, watery eyes, and-”

Isabella cut in suspiciously.

“No, I-”

My mother said, unimpressed.

not! That was just–uh–air escaping forcefully through my

to hold back my

allergy snort,” Isabella accused. “That was an 1–find–this–entire–exchange–utterly–hilarious snort.”

mother asked,

two of them, eyes darting like a trapped animal. “Um… I think… you’re both very… passionate

a look as if teaming up to decide if her answer was good enough and I sighed, finally deciding to save her. “Alright, enough. Stop bullying her,” I said, first to my mother,

a hand on her chest. “Thank

gave her a flat look. “And you–stop being overly dramatic. Just

knock on the door cut me

lips parted as she turned to my mother and again, something passed between

then, “Okay, all done!” She stepped back as if sensing the sudden shift in

Something felt off.

Something was off.

going to see who it

weirdly smiled, “Why don’t you open it?”

my arms, “Why do I have to be the one to open

her feet. “I’ll

step, my mother flicked her eyes toward her

a scolded child, she slowly sank back into her chair

Poor Mikayla.

she was absolutely regretting accepting my invitation to stay back here

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want to set weird all of

door. My

pulled it open

me idurred

The voices. The

last person I had ever expected to see

had shrunk, but he still stood tall. His eyes, once sharp and calculating,

father said, his voice rough, almost unfamiliar. “And then the second chance to walk you down the aisle.” He swallowed thickly. “If you will permit

didn’t let him

sound tore from my throat as 1 flung myself at him, wrapping my arms tightly around his

around me slowly, as if he wasn’t sure

awake?” I pulled back just enough to look at him, my fingers clutching the fabric of his suit. “They said you’d never wake

suit hanging looser than it should have. The strong, untouchable man I had once known–who had ruled over

someone else.

my mouth, but he beat me to

say something first,” Hesaid,

hesitated before

“I heard everything,”

breath caught in my

eyes darkened with something unreadable, “I didn’t see it before. I refused to see it before.

a breath, my grip tightening on his

anger… it wasn’t just at you. It was at

sound

what I believed you were, you were

my chest tightening so painfully I could barely breathe.

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