The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 203

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Chapter 203 

-Grayson’s POV- 

I blinked my eyes open, my vision swimming in and out of focus. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was–the world was a haze of muffled sounds and blurry shapes. My body felt heavy, sluggish, and the faint taste of blood lingered on my tongue. The smell of burnt metal and chemicals stung my nose. 

Voices reached me through the fog–urgent, frantic. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain lanced through my side, forcing me back down. I groaned, my head throbbing in time with my heartbeat. 

“Grayson.” A firm hand gripped my shoulder, and I flinched at the sudden contact. My vision cleared just enough to see Rickon crouched beside me, his face etched with worry. His dark hair was disheveled, and blood smeared one side of his face, though it didn’t look like it was his. 

“Grayson,” Rickon repeated, his voice steady but urgent. “We need to get out of here. Now.” 

I blinked up at him, my mind struggling to process his words. “Elaine…” I croaked, my throat raw from the gas and the explosion. I turned my head, searching for her through the chaos. 

“She’s okay,” Rickon said quickly, his hand tightening on my shoulder as if to keep me grounded. “Monica’s with her. She’s helping her up. You need to focus. Can you stand?” 

Through the haze, I spotted them–Monica kneeling beside Elaine, her arms wrapped tightly around her as she helped her to her feet. Elaine leaned heavily against her. Relief washed over me, though it was short–lived. 

The ground beneath us trembled again, and the sound of twisting metal echoed through the space. The air was thick with smoke, making it harder to see, harder to breathe. My wolf stirred weakly within me, still far too subdued to offer any real strength. 

“Grayson,” Rickon snapped, shaking me slightly. “Move!” 

I gritted my teeth as I forced myself to stand, every movement making the pain in my ribs flare hotter. My legs felt like lead, but I ignored it. I had to. Rickon slipped an arm under mine, pulling me upright. His grip was firm and steady, his body tense like a coiled spring ready to snap. 

“Easy,” he muttered, his tone sharp but not unkind. “You look like you’re about to pass out on me. Don’t make me carry your ass out of here.” 

“I can walk,” I said, gritting my teeth to keep the pain from showing. I straightened as much as my ribs would allow, curving slightly to protect the injured side. “What the hell is going on?” 

Rickon didn’t answer right away, his eyes scanning the debris–filled corridor beyond the vault. The air was thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood, and the faint sounds of gunfire echoed in the distance. He tugged me forward, his pace brisk, forcing me to keep up. I turned my head to make sure Elaine was okay and tie men were at her side holding her up with Monica trailing behind. 

My brain couldn’t wrap around why she was here but then again my brain wasn’t wrapping around a lot of things right now. 

That was when I realized that the explosion that just happened was them blowing up the vault then Rickon spoke finally, as “It is a damn war zone out here.” 

Growls, savage and guttural, filled the space, cutting through the chaos. 

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“What is going on?” I asked again. 

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“Those are my wolves,” Rickon said grimly. “And the Pierce pack Liam’s men realized we were here, so I ordered them to attack while the rest of us found you.” 

I froze mid–step. “Pierce?” The name hit me harder than any blow I’d taken today. Ultimately linking to Ava? 

Rickon pulled me forward, not letting me linger. “Yes, Ava was involved,” he said, his tone hurried but calm. “She asked her mother to let her use their pack to track you down. She was the one that someone found your location then she came in here to find you, and then Evelyn followed her. Now, we can’t find either of them.” 

His words blurred together, but the only thing I truly heard was Ava was here. She had come to find me. If nothing else, that sparked a fire inside me, sharper and more potent than anything else. 

I pulled my arm free from Rickon’s grip, straightening with as much strength as I could muster. “I can manage on my own,” I said flatly, the pain in my ribs now an afterthought. 

Rickon hesitated, his eyes narrowing as he looked me over. He must’ve seen something in my expression because he didn’t argue. Instead, he stepped aside, motioning for me to move forward. 

I turned, and my gaze landed on two of Rickon’s men holding Elaine. Monica followed closely behind, her face pale but determined. The growls were louder now, accompanied by sporadic gunfire in the distance. My senses sharpened, adrenaline overriding the pain. 

Then Rickon’s earlier words registered fully. I stopped dead in my tracks, turning to face him. “What do you mean you can’t find her?” 

“Grayson,” Rickon said firmly, his voice carrying the authority of someone used to being obeyed. “We need to get you out of here and to a hospital. Whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t 

“Don’t?” I repeated, my voice low and dangerous. 

Before Rickon could respond, Elaine spoke up. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice trembling but insistent. 

I didn’t look at her. My focus was solely on Rickon. “I’m going to find Ava.” 

Rickon swore under his breath, stepping in front of me. “Grayson, listen to me. Ava is-” He paused, his head tilting slightly his eyes unfocused for a brief moment. Then his expression shifted, a mix of relief and frustration. “Isabella just sent me a message through the psychic link. Ava’s with her.” 

The weight that had been crushing my chest eased slightly, replaced by a wave of relief so strong it nearly knocked me off my feet. I exhaled slowly, nodding. “She’s outside.” 

“Yes,” Rickon confirmed. “Now let’s move before we get killed in here.” 

I turned back, my focus narrowing to the path ahead. Each step was a struggle, but the thought of Ava waiting outside kept me moving. What would I say to her? How could I even begin to explain, apologize- 

A sudden snarl cut through my thoughts. Shadows shifted in the dim light as three figures burst into view, their movements swift and predatory. Liar’s men. 

Rickon was already in motion, shoving me back as one of his wolves lunged forward. The enemy shifter didn’t stand a chance; claws met flesh, and the fight was over in seconds. The other two didn’t fare much better–Rickon’s men moved like a well–oiled machine, their coordination seamless. 

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I didn’t stop to watch. Rickon barked a sharp order, and we pressed forward, the growls and gunfire fading as we pushed further toward the exit. My thoughts drifted back to Ava. What would she say when she saw me? Would she be angry? Relieved? 

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Another ambush came, this time with gunmen. Rickon shifted mid–charge, his massive wolf barreling through them with lethal precision. I pulled Elaine towards me pushing her behind crumbled wall, the sharp crack of gunfire ringing in my 

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Rickon tore through the enemy like a force of nature. His massive wolf form was a blur of fur, teeth, and fury. One by one, Liam’s men fell, their snarls and shouts silenced by Rickon’s relentless assault. Blood slicked the ground, the metallic tang heavy in the air.