The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 

Chapter 97 

-Grayson’s POV- 

“Why the hell isn’t she waking up?” I ground my teeth, glaring at the doctor. My patience was already threadbare, and his nervous fidgeting wasn’t helping. 

“Mr. Blackwood,” he stammered, clutching his clipboard like it was a shield. “I–I don’t know. There’s no physical reason why she isn’t waking up. All her vitals are stable, and her scans show nothing abnormal. I-” 

Then why the hell is she still unconscious?” I barked, taking a threatening step forward. My wolf was clawing at the surface, 

ching to take over, but I forced it back. 

The doctor opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could stammer out another excuse, a sharp gasp cut through the room. My head snapped toward Ava just as her eyes flew open. She shot upright with such force she nearly threw herself off the bed. 

“Ava!” I was at her side in an instant, my heart slamming against my ribs as relief and panic warred within me. 

The doctor moved toward her, but I turned on him, my voice low and deadly. “Get out.” 

“Mr. Blackwood, I really should- 

“You said there was nothing wrong with her,” I growled, my gaze locking onto his. “So get out before I reconsider letting you walk out alive.” 

The doctor froze, his face pale, then quickly scurried out of the room, leaving us alone. 

“Grayson,” Ava whispered, her voice weak but steady enough to snap me out of my anger. 

I turned back to her, watching as her eyes darted around the room, taking in her surroundings with a disoriented expression. I crouched beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face, my voice softening. “Hey. I’m here. You’re okay.” 

She blinked, her gaze finally focusing on me, but there was something haunted in her eyes. “I–I almost killed him. She–my wolf. They…” 

“Ava.” I placed a hand on her cheek, grounding her. “You’re okay. Do you hear me?” 

She stared at me for a moment before nodding, her lip trembling. Without warning, she reached for me, pulling me close. I didn’t hesitate, sitting on the bed and wrapping my arms around her as she buried her face against my chest. 

Relief washed over me like a tidal wave, and I exhaled a shaky breath. She was alive. Safe. Here in my arms. 

The moment I’d woken up after the crash, my first instinct had been to find her. Not to check if I was injured, not to assess the damage, but to find Ava. That realization hit me hard. For sixteen years, I’d lived selfishly, putting myself first in every situation. But not with her. Never with her. 

When I’d seen her lying yards away from the wreck, motionless and bloody, everything in me had stilled. The world had stopped turning until I reached her. And now, holding her close, I knew I’d do whatever it took to protect her. 

Her breathing slowed, and soon, she was asleep again, her body exhausted. I carefully scooped her into my arms, carrying her out of the hospital room and toward the car I’d had brought around. 

At home, I placed her in my bed, pulling the blankets up to her chin. For a moment, I stood over her, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest. As terrifying as the thought was, I could do this forever–just watch her sleep, knowing she was safe. 

But the world wasn’t done with us yet. 

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A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Covering Ava with the blanket, I opened the door to find Liam standing there, his expression grim. 

“Is she okay?” he asked, his eyes scanning me for an answer. 

“She’s fine,” I said, stepping into the hallway and closing the door behind me. The moment I was away from Ava’s calming presence, the anger returned, burning hot and furious. “Have you found the driver yet?” 

“Not yet,” Liam admitted. “But Grayson, are you sure this was deliberate? Accidents happen all the time.” 

I stepped closer, my voice dropping to a dangerous growl. “He came right at us, Liam. That wasn’t an accident. Someone sent him, or he acted on his own. Either way, the intent was clear. We were targets.” 

Lam’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. “I’ll keep looking.” 

“Find him before the day is over. And make it clear–no one touches Ava. That message needs to spread.” 

With that, I turned and headed to my study, needing to focus. The chaos swirling around me had gone unchecked for too long. 

“The king must fall.” The bloody message scrawled on the wall echoed in my mind. These weren’t random attacks–they couldn’t be. There had to be a pattern, a link. I just hadn’t seen it yet. 

I pulled up my laptop, going over every detail of the attacks: the three Alphas, Ricardo, Luther Pierce, Rickon… Apart from the three Alphas, they were all connected to me in some way, but the pattern didn’t just make sense. But something was as clear as day, connection or not, whoever was orchestrating this wanted me gone. 

Time slipped away as I worked, frustration mounting with every dead end. 

A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. Before I could respond, the door opened, and Ava stepped inside. 

She hesitated at the doorway, her voice soft. “Hey.” 

“You should be asleep,” I said, leaning back in my chair. 

She smirked faintly, “I was just about to tell you the same thing. It’s I am” 

I glanced at the clock on my screen, surprised by how much time had passed. She walked toward me, and instinctively, I made room for her. She slid into my lap, her warmth instantly calming me. 

“Are you okay?” she asked, her eyes scanning my face. 

“I’m fine,” I replied, though the question made my chest tighten. 

Her gaze shifted to my laptop. “What are you working on?” 

“Nothing you need to worry about.” 

Her eyes flicked to the faint mark on her neck, and I knew what was coming before she even spoke. 

“Are we going to talk about it?” 

I met her gaze, my voice steady. “I told you my wolf wanted me to mark you.” 

“I know,” she said, her voice quieter now. “But what does this mean? For us? Are we… mates now? Or is this just…” She trailed off glancing at the desk. “And the contract. You said you needed a fallback, but… I don’t know. It feels like every time we find stable ground, something throws us off balance.” 

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Her voice softened even more. “I just… I want to know where I stand in all of this.” 

I cupped her face, my thumb brushing her cheek. “It means you’re mine. Mates or not, contracts or not, I stopped seeing this as a transaction a long time ago. I just didn’t realize it until now.” 

Her lips curved into a small smile, and then she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine. The kiss was soft but full of unspoken promises, grounding me in ways I didn’t know I needed. 

When we pulled back, I rested my forehead against hers, my hand gently cradling the back of her head as if to anchor her. “Do you remember what you said when you woke up earlier? About almost killing someone?” 

Her eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a shaky breath, her fingers gripping the front of my shirt. “I don’t even know where 

o start.” 

tightened my hold on her, keeping my voice steady and low. “Then start with me. We’ll figure it out together.”