The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 

Chapter 182 

-Grayson’s POV- 

I never understood how someone as beautiful and caring as my other could ever love my father. In plain terms, I didn’t understand how anyone could love my father. 

He was a cruel man, through and through, yet I could see it–she loved him deeply. She was his weak spot. Maybe that made the whole thing about fated mates seem more realistic. But despite her love, my father never once let her lead a pack meeting. 

Anything that would make him relinquish even an ounce of power, he turned against it. Unfortunately, that was a trait I had picked up from him. 

What I just did–giving Ava the authority to address my entire pack–I never in a million years thought I could do. But then again, I had never felt the way I felt about her for anyone else. And I didn’t trust anyone the way I trusted her. 

Weirdly enough, not even Liam. 

Speaking of which, irritation prickled at the back of my mind when I remembered walking into that hall earlier and not seeing him there. I had been very specific–everyone was to be present, no exceptions unless they weren’t within the city. 

. I had let his previous betrayal–going behind my back with Elaine–slide, but he was really starting to push my patience. 

I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He answered on the first ring, but I didn’t give him a chance to speak. 

“And the reason you weren’t at the meeting is because?” 

He sighed. “I got caught up in something, and by the time I was done, it was already too late. So I just decided to go 

“And you waited for me to call before deciding to let me know?” 

“I was going to call once I finished dealing with another thing.” 

“What other thing?” 

home.” 

Another sigh. “I know the topic is still sore between us, but it has to do with Elaine. There was a minor complication, but she’s fine now.” 

I paused, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes. “What happened?” 

He laughed nervously. “It involved a lot of medical jargon I didn’t fully understand, but… she might have a complicated pregnancy. It’s something that can be managed, but she’ll need constant monitoring. Look, I’m sorry about all this, and I’m sorry I didn’t let you know beforehand that I wouldn’t be able to make it.” 

His words settled over me like a heavy weight. Elaine was my only family left. I knew I hadn’t always shown her how much I cared–most times, I probably failed miserably–but I did care. If something happened to her… I couldn’t even imagine it. 

Elaine had her flaws, flaws I had created in her, but she was still my family. 

Maybe I needed to remember what that word actually meant. 

“Is her life at risk? If she needs top medical treatment, I can have her flown-” 

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“She’s going to be fine,” he interrupted. 

I paused again. “Next time, inform me. You’re my second in command, and with everything going on, I cannot afford a single crack.” 

“I apologize.” 

I didn’t respond, my hand hovering over the button to end the call, when his voice came through again. 

“I really like Ava, but… maybe you should be careful with just how much power you’re giving her.” 

Then the line went dead. 

I pulled the phone away from my ear, irritation simmering beneath the surface. Like Liam saying her name had summoned her, Ava appeared at my doorway, holding a first aid box. 

“Hi,” she said softly, a small smile playing on her lips. 

I couldn’t help but smile back. “Hi.” 

She stepped inside, her gaze steady on me. “The meeting just wrapped up.” 

“Did anything happen?” I asked, my tone casual, but my eyes searching hers for any hint of trouble. 

She paused for a moment, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face before she shook her head. “No, nothing interesting.” 

Her eyes drifted to my shoulder, and her brows furrowed slightly. “How’s the wound feeling?” 

I blinked, realizing I hadn’t thought about it at all. Shrugging, I said, “It’s fine.” 

She tilted her head, her lips twitching with amusement. “It’s time to change the bandage.” 

Raising an eyebrow, I asked, “Here? Now?” 

Her smile widened as she stepped closer. “Do you remember the first day we met? During your… first session that never got completed?” She set the first aid box on the table and moved around to stand beside me. 

I leaned back, watching her as she adjusted the box. “I remember” 

“And 

you 

insisted I handle it here.” She shot me a pointed look, amusement dancing in her eyes. 

I adjusted in my seat, sliding my chair backward to give her more space. “And now you’re bringing that up because…?” 

She laughed lightly, brushing a strand of hair from her face as she leaned forward. “Just an observation.” 

I smirked but said nothing, letting her get to work. She carefully pulled out things from the first aid box. After a moment, she looked up at me, her expression soft but curious. “I have a question.” 

“Go on,” I said, watching her intently. 

“Back then, during your first session…” She paused, brushing my hair back from my forehead. “Were you really going to pull your trousers down that day?” 

A full–blown grin spread across my face, and I let out a low laugh “No. I just wanted to rattle you.” 

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Her cheeks flushed, but she held her ground, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Well, you succeeded have another question.” 

“Hmm?” 

“Why did you ask me to leave your office right after we started that session? You barely gave me a chance to do anything before you dismissed me. Well dismissal is putting it lightly.” 

I stopped to think about it, the memory coming back to me in pieces. After a long pause, I finally spoke. “Because I realized in that moment… that I might not need any treatment after all.” 

Her eyes searched mine, trying to decipher the meaning behind my words. I could see her thoughts racing, the flicker of realization dawning on her before her face flushed a deep red. 

“Oh. Oh. Never mind,” she mumbled quickly, looking away. 

I wanted to laugh at how adorably flustered she was, but before I could, she spoke again, attempting to regain her 

composure. 

“You’re going to need to take off the jacket and shirt,” she said firmly, though the slight tremor in her voice betrayed her.