The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson)
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Chapter 79

-Ava's POV-

The tension in the room was so thick it felt like it could suffocate everyone in it. Not a soul moved after Isabella's fiery declaration. The silen

I regretted coming here the moment Isabella dragged me out of the restaurant, insisting we put an end to this alliance. before it began. I ag not mine, and certainly not Isabella's ne matter the history between Dylan and I. I tried explaining this to her, but my words fell on deaf ears. Now, we were in the middle of a storm I wanted no part

1. of.

My gaze darted around the room, landing on anyone but Graysen. Why was he even here? Sitting so calmly. In Rickon's office and in the s What the hell was going on?

My avoidance only made my eyes replace Dylan, and I felt my stomach churn as he stared back at me. The way he looked at me was just like it month disaster of a marriage—like I was the cause of all his problems.

The silence was finally broken by Rickon's assistant. “I apologize for this-”

Rickon cut her off sharply, his voice filled with irritation. “Just go away, Lucia." He waved her off without even sparing her a glance, then fixe The anger radiating from Isabella was almost palpable, and I instinctively stepped back as her voice rose. “You think this is funny? If you go Dylan's face twisted with hate as he turned to Isabella. “You'd better watch your tone, or

Rickon cut in, his voice laced with annoyance. "Or else what?”

The two of them glanced at each other, the tension between them simmering and without accord, my eyes went to Greyson and I saw his ja Rickon seemed to suddenly realize he was at a disadvantage no matter how this played out. He sighed heavily and turned to Dylan.

"I understand we're aligned," Rickon said, his voice measured, "but I'd appreciate it if you didn't threaten my mate." Then, turning to Isabell She glared at him but didn't say anything else.

Finally, Rickon's gaze landed on Grayson. “And you..... I can see you're already imagining ways to kill me, Kindly make it quick, would you?’ Dylan's eyes flickered with surprise at the revelation that Rickon and Isabella were anates, but the shock was short- lived. His expression twisted into one of annoyance before his gaze slid to Grayson.

Grsyson's icy stare hadn't wavered, and Dylan cleared his throat suddenly less confident. "I'll be waiting for those papers," Dylan muttered, As he reached where I stood, his words were a quiet dagger. "You're just as irritating as the company you keep❞

For a moment, the world tilted. The anger that surged through me was like a tidal wave, impossible to suppress. But before L could act, Gr 08:51 Tue, Dec 17

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air.

"You couldn't just walk out, could you?"

Dylan froze mid-

step, the faintest flicker of fear flashing in his eyes before he quickly masked it with indifference. He turned as if to pretend Grayson wasn't a

But Grayson wasn't finished. His voice dropped, deadly and deliberate. "You take another step, and I promise you-

you won't be walking out of this office alive."

Dylan halted, his movements stiff and jerky. His eyes darted around the room, landing on me, and for a brief moment, 1 thought I saw him

did the same.

Isabella, standing beside me, glared daggers at Rickon, who, unfazed, returned her anger with an

infuriating smirk. She scoffed under her breath, but even her irritation was muted by the suffocating weight of Grayson's authority.

Grayson's voice cut through the room again, sharper than before "Repeat what you said to my Luna."

The emphasis on Luna sent a thrill washing over me. It wasn't just a title. Coming from Grayson, it felt like a declaration amd momentarily, I

Dylan's head snapped toward Grayson, panic flashing briefly in his eyes. Then he stammered, his words spilling out in a desperate attempt I really didn't mean that. You must have heard wrong. I wouldn't

Grayson rose from his seat with a slow, deliberate motion. The look in his eyes was one I had seen since the day he tore Luca apart with his hands. He took a single step forward, and the room seemed to shrink around him.

"I told you I didn't want to see you near me again, Grayson said, his voice calm but seething with barely restrained fury. “I tolerated the first respectful, and I thought killing you would only give the other Alphas something to gossip about which would only serve to irritate me." He pa

The silence in the room was absolute. Every word from Grayson hit like a hammer, and we all hung onto them, unwilling and unable to look away.

Then he spoke again, his next words slamming into me with the force of a hurricane. “Take a knee and apologize to her." "What?" Dylan's sl Rickon and Isabella both turned their gazes to me, wide-

eyed. Dylan's own eyes widened in disbelief, his face a mix of anger and humiliation. I opened my mouth, wanting to tell Grayson that it was an Alpha, and making him kneel before me-especially with our history-would be the ultimate insult.

But then Dylan looked at me, his expression shifting to the same warning look he always gave me when we were married The unspoken me

That was all I needed. For that

at reason alone, I spoke my first words since we entered the office.

"I'm waiting for my apology," I said, my voice steady.

Dylan's face twisted with rage. "You think just because you slept your way into-

He never got to

finish.

Grayson moved faster than anyone could react, his hand snapping out and grabbing Dylan by the collar. In one smooth motion, he threw hir

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I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth, while Isabella let out a sharp cry of surprise.

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Rickon grinned like he'd been waiting for this exact moment. A low, guttural growl rumbled from Dylan's chest as he pushed. himself to his

“I have had it playing respectful Alpha to you!, Dylan snarled, lunging at Grayson.

The moment Dylan lunged for Grayson, the air in the room shifted into something

dark and suffocating. There was no hesitation on Dylan's part, only blind rage as he charged forward like a feral beast. His fists swung in w

Then, with a precision that seemed almost effortless, Grayson sidestepped the attack. Dylan's momentum carried him forward, leaving him

The speed and force of the strikes were terrifying. Grayson moved like a predator–

a calculated, unrelenting force of nature. Dylan, despite his strength, was reduced to scrambling, his attacks becoming more desperate as h opening that didn't exist.

Dylan swung again, his claws unsheathing instinctively, but Grayson caught his wrist mid-

air with inhuman speed. The muscles in Grayson's arm flexed as he twisted Dylan's arm back at an unnatural angle. Dylan let out a sharp under him, sending him crashing to the floor.

The impact shook the room, but Dylan was already scrambling back to his feet, his movements sluggish but determined. Blood dripped from wiped it away with the back of his hand, baring his teeth in defiance His pride was still intact, though his body was clearly beginning to fail hi

Grayson didn't give him the chance to regain his footing. He closed the distance between them in an instant, his fist colliding with Dylan's j

It was clear by now that this wasn't a fight. It was a punishment. Grayson wasn't just winning-

he was dismantling Dylan piece by piece, and the longer it went on, the more brutal it became.

Dylan managed to land a single punch, his knuckles grazing Grayson's jaw. It was a hit that would have sent most men reeling, but Grayso

The fight should have ended there. Dylan was broken, his body trembling as he

struggled to push himself up. Blood dripped from his mouth and nose, pooling on the floor beneath him. But Grayson wasn't finished.

He stalked toward Dylan, his steps slow and deliberate, and grabbed him by the collar. With terrifying ease, he lifted Dylan off the ground and slammed him into the nearest wall. The drywall gave way under the force, cracks splintering out like spiderwebs a

For a moment, everything seemed to freeze. The room was silent except for Dylan's ragged breathing. Then Grayson's hand moved, his fin curling into a claw-like shape as he drove it forward into Dylan's chest.

Gasps erupted around the room and I watched with one thought but it was Isabella who said it out loud, “He's going to kill him!”