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The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

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Chapter 265

Ava’s POV

What?

Dylan chuckled, tilting his head slightly, eyes gleaming with twisted amusement. “Oh, don’t look so shocked,

Ava.” He let out a slow breath, tapping his fingers against the wheel in an almost lazy rhythm, his voice dripping

with satisfaction, “Did you really think Damien was invincible? That he couldn't be stopped?” He scoffed, eyes

darkening with something sinister, “He underestimated me. And her.”

My stomach twisted violently, dread clawing up my throat.

| shook my head, my pulse pounding as | tried to process what he was saying, “Crystal-“My throat tightened.

“Crystal killed Damien?”

The words felt foreign even as | said them.

It didn’t make sense.

Damien raised her. She had worked with him all this time, stood beside him, protected him. Damien had molded

her, shaped her, turned her into the weapon she was. It wasn't right that he had stolen but she owed him

everything.

So why?

Why would she turn on him?

How could she kill him?

And then-another realization slammed intolike a freight train, knocking the air from my lungs.

Crystal had acted like Dylan was in the dark about everything. She made it seem like he had no clue what was

going on, like she was playing the galone, maneuvering through the chaos without his knowledge.

But now?

Now he was tellingotherwise.

Dylan smirked, tilting his head slightly, watchingwith the kind of satisfaction that made my skin crawl, “Oh,

she hated him.” He said smoothly, his voice almost... delighted, “Despised him, really just as much as he raised

her to hate the lot of you. And all it took was a little... push.”

A shiver ran down my spine.

My breath cout unsteady, but | forced my voice to stay firm. “Why?”

Dylan arched an eyebrow, feigning innocence.

“Why did she do it?” | snapped, my voice sharper now, demanding answers.

He exhaled slowly, as if savoring the moment, and then, with a slow, satisfied grin, he said, “Again, that will be

discussed later because your sister-oh yes, I've known exactly who she is this entire twants to tell you that

part herself.” His smirk widened, feeding off my growing horror. “But right now? Our focus is what's going to

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happen.”

My chest tightened. | clenched my fists, the anger burning beneath my skin threatening to explode.

“You know what, Dylan?” My voice shook, but I didn’t care, “I'm sick of this. | am not playing this twisted game

anymore. Whatever vendetta you have planned is your business. Yours and Crystal's. And when you see her-” My

voice was breaking

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now, rage and betrayal twisting together into something unbearable, “you tell her that we are not sisters. She is

nothing to

“I would watch that tone if | were you.”

His voice sliced through mine like a blade, sharp and quiet, but the weight behind it sent ice through my veins.

My breath caught.

And then—he smirked. Leaning back slightly, voice eerily calm, he added, “Or | might just blow up the happy

couple

sooner.”

The world tilted.

| stared at him, my heart hammering against my ribs, What?”

Dylan stretched, looking completely at ease, “I have a little something planned for each of you,” He continued,

dragging out the words. “Starting with Rickon and Isabella. Their car?” He exhaled tically, his fingers

tapping against the wheel again, slow and deliberate, “Rigged to blow.”

A sharp, suffocating terror gripped me.

No.

No, no, no-

| shoved everything else aside and reached for her again. Pushed through our bond, desperate.

A void stretched where she should have been.

| reached out again, desperately pushing through our bond.

-But there was nothing.

Cold emptiness answered me, pressing in on all sides. My pulse pounded, panic burning through my veins like

wildfire..

| forced myself to breathe, to focus, but the silence-the silence-was suffocating, “Just-just tellwhat the hell

this is Dylan,” | ground out, my voice unsteady but sharp.

Dylan leaned back, stretching like he had all the tin the world, “What's happening.” He said smoothly, “is

that | took a little page from my uncle’s book-the one about becoming King. But don’t worry.” His lips curled into

a smirk. “I've played the long gfor long enough. It’s tto end it.”

| clenched my fists, “So what?” | snapped. “You killed Damien, and now you are going to pick us off one by one

until you take the throne? Why are you all so obsessed with that title?”

Dylan chuckled, shaking his head as if | was missing something obvious. Then his eyes darkened, and his voice

dropped into something sharper, colder, “Oh shut up Ava and sparethe self-righteous act. You're the fated

mate of the Alpha King. You stand above every other Luna, and you expectto believe you don’t enjoy that

power?”

| shook my head, anger flashing through me. “I never asked for any of this, Dylan,” | snapped. “I never wanted

power, never cared about titles. Do you think | enjoy being hunted, being manipulated, being used like some-

spawn in your sick little game? | have never once thought about my status above others because it never

mattered to me! | also didn’t ask for you to have somehow spelledto believe we were mates and then get

treated like shit and | had to take matters into my hands which ledto Grayson. None of this was my choice

and apparently it was yours!”

Dylan sighed, rolling his eyes like my words were nothing more than an annoying buzz in his ears. “I told you to

shut up. You sit there, pretending like you're so different, so above it all, but you're not. You were given

everything-the mate bond, the power, the respect-without lifting a damn finger for it.”

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| clenched my fists, my breathing uneven.

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Dylan straightened, brushing invisible lint off his sleeve, his demeanor shifting back to something almost...

relaxed. Like he wasn’t orchestrating chaos. Like he wasn’t threatening everything | loved.

“Making Damien’s head fall was just the beginning.” He mused. “The catalyst | needed to start the dissipation-

the unraveling of order itself.”

1 felt my heart lurch.

“Humans were already on edge, already whispering about the creatures lurking in their shadows. It wouldn't take

much to tip them over the edge so | used a little something extra to make sure that fear festers, to make sure it

grows,” He continued, his voice slow, deliberate. “Humans, with their feeble minds, will panic. And then...” He

gave a mock sigh, as if it were all so tragic, “They'll start going at each other. The chaos will spread, and then

the werewolves? Well, they won't have a choice, will they?”

A sinking feeling settled in my stomach, “They'll be forced to shift,” | whispered, realization hittinglike ice.

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Dylan's lips curled into a pleased smile. “There she goes,” He drawled. “Finally catching up.”

My mind raced. It made sense in the worst possible way. If humans turned on each other, if the panic turned to

violence, werewolves caught in the middle would have no choice but to defend themselves.

And when they did-

“The humans will see.” The words left my lips before | could stop them.

Dylan's smirk deepened. “Exactly.”

My breath hitched.

It was a perfect storm. Humans would attack first, scared and desperate, but when faced with an enraged,

shifting werewolf, they’d have no tto think. They would retaliate in fear, and it would spiral.

A war.

A war where werewolves had no choice but to expose themselves in order to survive.

“Just like | had planned during that fake marriage to Grayson.” He sighed, shaking his head in mock

disappointment, “I thought | had you all then, when | had the drinks poisoned with wolfsbane. Unfortunately for

me, you all turned out to be a little more resilient than | anticipated so | listened to Crystal when she said |

should wait, that the perfect moment would

come.”

His eyes gleamed, something wild sparking in them.

“That perfect moment is now. And when the blood has finally drenched the earth, | won't just rule over

werewolves-I will reign over everything.”

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