The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Ava’s POV-

Dylan had never kissed me. Not even on the day of our mating ceremony. That day, he had simply marked me-it

was cold

and forced, a reminder of what fate demanded rather than what And now, here he was, his lips on mine, and for

one horrifying second, | froze in shock. Then the disgust hitlike a tidal wave. | tried to push him away, my

hands shoving at his chest, but his grip tightened.

Before | could do more, the decision was taken from me.

A flash of motion blurred past, and suddenly, Dylan was ripped away. | stumbled, falling hard to the ground as his

hold broke. My eyes darted up just in tto see him flying through the air before crashing into the far wall with

a sickening thud. The sound echoed in the grand hall, silencing every conversation. Gasps erupted from the

crowd, their collective

down on me.. shock a tangible force that seemed to press

The room's atmosphere shifted instantly. The air grew heavier, colder, as Grayson’s fury took over. It was so

intense, so raw, that it felt like the walls themselves were trembling.

Scrambling to my feet, my heart pounded wildly. Crystal's shrill scream cut through the silence, grating against

my ears as she ran to Dylan's crumpled form. My gaze snapped to Grayson, who was already advancing toward

Dylan with deadly intent. His expression was terrifying, his anger so palpable that it seemed to ripple through

the space, choking the air from the room.

“Grayson, stop!” | shouted, throwing myself between him and Dylan. My hands were outstretched, a futile barrier

between the unstoppable force Grayson had becand Dylan, who still hadn't moved.

“Get out of my way, Ava,” Grayson growled, his voice low and lethal..

“No.” | stood my ground, trembling but firm.

Behind me, Crystal shrieked again. “Dylan’s bleeding! Someone do something!”

Grayson

didn’t even flinch. He took another step forward, his focus locked entirely onnow. His gray eyes were stormy

dark with unrelenting rage. “Step aside,” he commanded, his tone sharp enough to cut glass.

“Yes, Lilian, step aside!” Isabella’s voice rang out, her tone laced with vindictive glee.

| whipped my head toward her, glaring daggers, before turning back to Grayson. My voice softened, pleading

now. “Grayson, please. Don’t do this. Not here. Not like this.”

He stopped, but his anger didn’t diminish. Instead, it shifted, snapping directly at me. “Why?” he demanded.

“Why are you defending him?”

I swallowed hard, my heart racing. “I'm not defending him,” I said quietly. “But this isn’t the place. Let's just go

outside. Please.”

Crystal's voice rose behindagain, panic and hysteria laced into every word. “He’s bleeding out! Someone

help him!” | turned instinctively, my body moving toward Dylan, but before | could take another step, Grayson’s

hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. His grip was firm but not painful. His eyes bore into mine, cold and

unyielding.

“If you don’t wantto make sure Dylan’s ‘bleeding out’ is the least of his problems,” he said, his voice as

sharp as steel, “then you'll cwith me. Now.”

| froze, feeling the weight of everyone's stares on me. My mind raced. | glanced at Isabella, her smug annoyance

etched clearly on her face, then at Eliza, who looked genuinely worried. Finally, my eyes landed on my father.

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And for the first tin my life, | felt his psychic presence brush against mine. His voice echoed in my mind,

steady and

calm. ‘Go.

Crystal screamed again, her words fading into the background as | made my decision. | looked at Dylan, broken

bricks Jeanered around him, and then back at Grayson. His expression didn’t waver, his demand clear.

| nodded slowly, my hands trembling as | reached for his. Ilis gp was firm, steady, a sharp contrast to the storm

of emotions raging inside me. Without a word, I led him out of the hall, feeling every burning gaze on us as we

passed through the heavy doors.

The moment we stepped outside, the cool night air slapped against my skin, sharp and sobering. It didn't ease

the heaviness in my chest. | dropped his hand and turned to face him. My voice cout barely above a

whisper.

“He kissed me,” | said, the words catching in my throat. “He just did.”

Grayson'’s jaw tightened immediately, his fists curling into rigid knots at his sides. His eyes burned with a fury

that hadn't yet subsided. | could see it in the way his shoulders heaved with barely contained rage.

| closed my eyes for a moment, exhaling shakily, trying to steady myself. When | opened them again, his

expression hadn't softened.

“Say something,” | urged, my voice trembling.

a

shadow over me. His presence was For a long, tense moment, he didn’t. He took a step closer, his towering

frcasting. overwhelming, suffocating even, but not because | feared him-because | feared what he might do

next.

“Why the hell is he in my house in the first place?” His voice was low, each word laced with venom. “And don’t

think for one second that he’s getting away with touching you. He's going to pay for that. But what's even more

infuriating,” he growled, his gaze boring into me, “is that you keep defending him, Ava. Every single time.”

| clenched my fists at my sides, fighting the urge to yell back at him. If | let this spiral into another shouting

match, we'd be right back where we started-spinning in circles, throwing accusations, and never finding a way

forward. | was exhausted by it all.

“You did a really shitty thing, Grayson,” | replied, my voice firm but quiet. “And you know it. You lied to me, shut