The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 

Ava’s POV 

Grayson died. 

For eight agonizing seconds, his chest was still, his breath completely gone. My world stopped with him. And then, on the ninth second, his chest rose again, faint but alive. Relief hit me like a wave, but it was fleeting, swallowed almost instantly by the chaos around me.. 

I don’t remember much of what happened next. Everything blurred. Hands pulled him from me, voices shouted orders, and I barely registered the sight of his body being placed on a stretcher and rushed inside. 

I had thought of my father because had saved lives before in ways that felt almost miraculous. Despite his flaws–his coldness, his disdain for Grayson–I knew one thing with certainty: he would never turn a patient away, no matter who they 

were. 

I stumbled out of the car, my legs unsteady, my mind reeling. Somehow, I followed the stretcher into the hospital, but when they wheeled him into the operating theater, I stopped. As much as I wanted to run in after him, I knew better. I might be consumed by fear right now, but I was still a doctor. I knew that crossing that line would only waste time. 

The doors swung shut with a finality that made my chest tighten. I caught a brief glimpse of my father’s face as he entered the room–calm, focused, and professional. That was all I needed to see. 

The strength in my legs gave out, and I sank to the floor, leaning back against the cold, unforgiving wall. 

Why was this happening? 

We were happy. Just a few hours ago, we were happy. 

Why did I ask him to take me to that carnival? 

A choked sob escaped my lips, and I buried my face in my hands. I couldn’t stop the tears. They came fast and hard, shaking my whole body as I sat there on the cold, sterile floor.. 

“Please,” I whispered, closing my eyes tightly, my voice breaking. “Please, Moon Goddess, don’t let him die. I’ll do anything. Just don’t take him from me.” 

I didn’t know how long I sat there, consumed by my fear and guilt, when a voice finally broke through the haze. 

“Mrs. Blackwood?” 

I looked up, my vision blurry from the tears. A nurse was standing in front of me, one I didn’t know from the time I had spent working here, her expression soft but professional. Her badge read “Rachel,” and her scrubs were already stained from the rush to stabilize Grayson. 

“Yes?” I croaked, my voice raw. 

“You should come with me,” she said gently. “We’ve moved him into the operating theater, and Dr. Pierce–I mean your father–is leading the surgery. It’ll be a while before we have an update, but you shouldn’t stay here on the floor. Let me take you somewhere more comfortable.” 

“I can’t,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I need to be here. I need to-” 

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“You won’t be able to help him from here,” she interrupted softly but firmly, crouching down teet my gaze. “I’m sure you already know your father is the best and has the best team working on him right now. You need to take care of yourself, too.” 

I swallowed hard, her words barely registering. “He wasn’t breathing.” I murmured. “He stopped breathing. What if he doesn’t make it?” 

Rachel’s expression didn’t falter. “He’s in critical condition, but he’s alive right now, and that’s what we’re holding on to. The fact that you got him here in time is everything.” 

I nodded slowly, my mind struggling to process her words. “Can you–can you tell anything?” 

She hesitated, glancing down the hallway toward the operating theater. “I can’t give you specifics yet,” she said carefully. “But from what I’ve seen, the bullet missed his heart by a narrow margin. That’s a good sign. There’s still a lot of blood loss, though, and his vitals were unstable when he came in. He’s in the best hands now, Mrs. Blackwood. That’s all I can tell you.” 

I nodded again even though I was right and I already knew all of that, trying to force myself to take a deep breath, but my chest felt too tight. 

“Let me take you to the waiting room,” she said again. “There’s no point in exhausting yourself out here.” 

Reluctantly I let her help me to my feet. My knees wobbled beneath me, but Rachel steadied me with a firm grip. She led me down the hallway even though I already knew the hospital by heart, the harsh fluorescent lights overhead making the walls feel even colder, more sterile. 

When we reached the waiting room, I sank into a chair, my hands trembling as I clutched my knees. Rachel handed me a bottle of water, and I took it without a word. 

“I’ll come find you as soon as there’s an update,” she promised. “But if you need anything before then–anything at all–you cart ask for me at the desk. My name’s Rachel.” 

“Thank you,” I managed, my voice barely audible. 

She gave me a small, reassuring nod turning to leave when I spoke again, “Is my mother in today?” 

“No. Dr. Pierce isn’t. in today” 

I nodded then she turned to leave. stared at the bottle of water in my hands, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts at 

once. 

Grayson’s still alive. He’s still alive. 

But for how long? 

I don’t know how long I sat there, my mind cycling through every worst–case scenario, my stomach twisting in knots. Every creak of a door or shuffle of footsteps made my head snap up anxiously, desperate for my father to appear and deliver the 

shatter world. verdict that would either save or 

my 

Then I heard the sharp clinking of heels against the tiled floor. My head turned instinctively, and I froze when I saw another nurse leading Elaine into the waiting room. 

The moment our eyes met, I braced myself. I expected the usual look of distaste from her–anger, judgment, anything but what I saw. Instead, she sighed heavily, exhaustion etched into her features, and without a word, she lowered herself onto the chair next to me. 

Neither of us spoke at first. The silence between us was heavy, uncomfortable but familiar. Finally, she broke it, her tone 

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sharp but not unkind. 

“What happened this time?” she asked, her voice steady but laced with something I couldn’t quite place. 

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