The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 

-Ava’s POV- 

Darkness. 

Cold. 

The ocean swallowed me whole, its icy fingers clawing at my skin, dragging me deeper into the abyss. The salt burned my throat, my lungs screamed, but no air came. The weight of the water pressed in from all sides, crushing, endless. 

I kicked, thrashed, fought. But the surface was too far. My limbs were slow, heavy, the cold stealing the last of my strength. 

I was drowning. 

And all I could think of was everything I was about to lose. 

I would never see my children. Never hold them in my arms, never hear their laughter. 

I would never see Grayson again. 

His eyes. His touch. The way he looked at me like I was his whole world. 

I would never see Isabella. I would never see anyone ever again. 

A fresh wave of panic surged through me, but my body was failing. My chest burned, my vision blurred. The fight in me was slipping away. 

No. No, not like this. 

I forced my arms to move, kicking weakly against the pull of the ocean, but the current was too strong. My lungs convulsed, desperate for air, and my lips parted against my will. 

Saltwater rushed in. 

Agony tore through my body as I choked. My mind screamed, but the ocean did not care. The ocean did not listen. 

This was it. 

This was how I was going to die. 

I reached for my wolf. 

Nothing. 

I reached for something–the essence–anything–inside me that could help, that could fight, but there was only silence. 

I was truly alone. 

The realization settled deep in my chest, heavier than the water pressing in around me. My body knew before my It knew that this was the end. 

The fight bled out of me. 

My limbs stopped thrashing. 

The panic faded. 

A did. 

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For the first time, the water wasn’t the enemy. It was quiet Peaceful 

The ocean cradled me, held me in its arms like a mother soothing a restless child. 

This was it. 

I closed my eyes. 

And then something shifted 

A deep, powerful hum rippled through the water, a pulse that wasn’t from the ocean. My chest tightened, but not from lack of air. My skin tingled, a warmth blooming in my core, spreading, through my veins, stronger than the cold, stronger than the weight of the ocean and I gasped. 

The water rushed around me, moving, swirling–not to drag me down but to carry me. 

My eyes snapped open and for the first time, I saw. 

The water obeyed. 

It wasn’t crushing me anymore. It wasn’t drowning me. It was lifting me. Helping me. 

Bubbles rushed past as the current shifted, no longer a force of destruction but something else entirely–something ancient, something connected to me in a way I had never understood before. 

Tears burned my eyes, but they didn’t fall. 

They merged with the ocean and the ocean listened. 

A final push, a surge of power, and I moved. 

Up. 

Faster than I should have. 

Faster than anything natural. 

The surface exploded above me as I broke through, gasping, choking, coughing up saltwater. The air hit my lungs like fire, my entire body shaking as I struggled to stay afloat. My vision blurred, spots dancing in front of my eyes. 

The wind howled. The ship loomed in the distance. My body trembled but the moment had passed. 

I was alive. 

I was breathing. 

I pulled in ragged gulps of air, my limbs aching, my mind spinning. 

And then I saw him. 

Dylan stood at the edge of the ship, his face filled with shock, his body rigid. His mouth moved, but I couldn’t hear the words over the crashing waves. He took a step closer, eyes locked on me. 

Panic surged through me. 

No. Stay away. 

I forced my body to move, dragging myself through the water, but I was weak, my arms trembling, my legs barely keeping me afloat. 

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Dylan started moving like he was coming down to finish the job himself. 

“Stay back, I choked out, my voice raw 

He didn’t stop. 

“I said stay away! I screamed it this time and it tore from my throat, raw, desperate–different 

The air around me shifted. The ocean moved. And then a shockwave burst outward from me, an invisible force cracked through the air and sent Dylan flying backward. His body hit the railing of the ship with a sickening theard before he crumpled onto the deck, motionless. 

The world seemed to pause, the only sound the ragged gasps tearing from my lips. My heart thundered in my chest, my limbs still shaking from the ocean’s grasp, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. 

Move 

My brain gave the order, but my body wasn’t listening. Everything was screaming–my lungs, my muscles, my head pounding like a war drum. But I had to move. I had to get away. 

With a deep, shuddering breath, I forced my arms to drag through the water, my legs kicking weakly beneath me. The ship loomed above, the slick metal hull stretching high, impossible to climb. My fingers scraped against its cold surface before 1 turned my attention to the deck. 

Dylan groaned. He was stirring, 

No. No, no, no. 

Panic clawed up my throat. He was going to get up. He was going to come down here and–No. I wouldn’t let him. 

The adrenaline gave me a burst of strength. I clawed forward, my hands gripping onto the metal steps of the ship’s side ladder. My body trembled, my fingers barely able to hold on, but I forced myself upward. One rung. Then another. Then …another. 

I didn’t feel the pain anymore. 

I didn’t feel the cold. 

All I felt was survival. 

By the time I reached the deck, my entire body was shaking. My breath came in ragged gasps, my fingers barely able to support my weight as I dragged myself forward. Every movement was agony, but I didn’t care. 

I would not die here. I was going to give birth to my children and it was going to be at the end of this madness. 

Dylan groaned again, louder this time. I turned my head just enough to see him shift. His hand gripped the floor, his body tensed, and I knew–he was waking up. 

My thoughts scattered. 

I wasn’t strong enough to fight him. I wasn’t fast enough to outrun him and there was nowhere to run but I was going to bite him. 

I would tear into his skin if he touched me again. 

The thought sent a rush of something wild through my veins, something deep and primal. My lips curled, my nails digging into the deck as I crawled forward, inch by inch, my mind repeating the same desperate command.