The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 100

-Ava’s POV-

My body felt alien yet entirely my own, every muscle humming with raw, untamed power. The scents of blood,

sweat, and fear assaulted my heightened senses, sharper and more vivid than | could have imagined.

| lifted my head, and a snarl ripped from my throat, vibrating through the chaos like a thunderclap. Every wolf

froze. Their glowing eyes, bright with aggression, snapped to me. Even the one pinning Isabella hesitated, its

jaws loosening just enough to allow her a gasp of air.

There was no thought. My wolf had taken control.

I lunged forward, my paws slamming against the ground, closing the distance between us in a blur. The wolf on

Isabella turned to meet me, its fangs bared and dripping with blood, but it was too slow. | slammed into it with

everything | had, sending it sprawling across the dirt. My jaws found its throat before it could recover, and with a

feral growl, | ripped into it.

The taste of blood filled my mouth, metallic and bitter, but | didn’t care. My wolf didn’t care. It was over in

seconds, and | spun around, my chest heaving, to face the others who dared to attack her.

Isabella, battered and bloody, struggled to her feet. Her brown fur was matted, her body trembling, but her

amber eyes found mine, wide with shock. And then, in a instant, I felt our mind link snap into place, clear and

solid like a lifeline.

an

“You... shifted,” her voice rasped weakly through the link, her disbelief and awe cutting through the chaos.

“I did,” I sent back, my own voice trembling with a mix of triumph and urgency. “But we need to get you out of

here!”

As | blocked another oncoming attack, Isabella’s voice was a whisper in my mind. “Rickon.”

and my eyes darted to the silver-gray wolf tearing through the battlefield.

The njolted throughlike lightnin

was Rickon. But realization didn’t slow the storm around us. There were too many Suddenly, it clicked. That wolf-

it enemies, too much blood, and we were vastly outnumbered.

“We can’t stay here!” | barked through the link, shoving another wolf away as it lunged for Isabella. My mind

raced as | reached out to the one person my wolf called out to on instinct.

The connection slammed into place with an almost physical force. | felt his shock ripple through the bond, raw

and unguarded.

“Ava?!” His voice was like a road in my mind, filled with disbelief and something deeper-something that warmed

the fire coursing through me.

“Yes. It’sbut there no time!” | sent back sharply, ducking under a wolf's snapping jaws. “We need to get out

of here. There are too many of them!”

There was a pause, and then his reply came, firm and steady. “Ava, take Isabella and go. Rickon and | will meet

you back at the mansion.”

“No!” | protested, my wolf bristling at the thought of leaving him behind. “I'm not leaving you!”

“Ava, his voice softened, an edge of command threading through the bond, “I'll be okay, | promise, Go. Now

My heart twisted, but his determination left no room for argument. | turned to Isabella, who was barely standing,

her legs trembling beneath her. “We're leaving | told her through the link my voice leaving room for

argument. Grayson and Rickon will meet us back at the mansion.”

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| tore through the chaos, my wolf carving a path through the throng of attackers. My paws pounded against the

blood- soaked ground, adrenaline surging as | moved. Isabella followed closely, her breaths labored and shallow.

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The city beca blur of shadows and blood, the snarls of wolves fading behind us as we pushed forward. My

mind was a storm of emotions-rage at being forced to retreat, fear for Grayson and Rickon, and a newfound

power surging within me.

But above all, | felt the burning determination to protect Isabella

The streets opened up ahead, and the towering gates of Grayson’s estate loomed into view, a sanctuary amidst

the chaos. My paws hit the cobblestones with a deafening rhythm, and | pushed harder, my muscles screaming

with the effort.

Finally, we crossed into the estate. The moment we were inside, | collapsed onto the soft grass, my breaths

heaving as the shift reversed itself. Pain surged through my body as my wolf receded, leavingtrembling and

human once more.

Isabella fell beside me, her body trembling as she shifted back into her human form. Her skin was pale, her

frlittered with gashes and bruises, blood soaking her clothes.

“Help!” | screamed hoarsely, my voice echoing across the grounds.

From the corner of my eye, | saw movement. Men were moving around the estate, their faces grim, but my focus

remained on Isabella. She was slipping, her breaths shallow and uneven.

Someone broke through the crowd, a blanket in her hands. Brianna. She dropped to her knees, draping the

blanket overand Isabella. “Luna, here,” she said quickly.

“Thank you,” | said breathlessly, already turning back to Isabella Brianna, | need men. Now.”

Brianna nodded, before running off and in no tshe returned with two men. Together, we hoisted Isabella's

limp form. Her head lolled against my shoulder, her blood soaking into the blanket wrapped around her.

We moved quickly, the halls of the mansion a blur as we carried her to my room. My heart was pounding, fear

clawing atas | laid her down on the bed. My medical instincts kicked in immediately. My hands moved on

autopilot as | tightened the

anned the room. | needed a first aid kit and | had ensured that | had one kept in my room.

sheet around myses

Brianna'’s voice startled me.

. “Luna, is there anything | can do to help?” she asked, her voice small but steady.

| turned to find her still standing by the door, her eyes wide with worry as she took in Isabella's battered form.

For a moment, | hadn't even realized she was still there.

“Yes,” | said quickly, my voice sharper than I intended. | softened it as | continued. “There’s a bowl on the

dresser. Fill it with water and bring it here. Then grab the clean towels from the cabby the bathroom door.”

She nodded without hesitation, her footsteps fading as she hurried to follow my instructions.

| found the first aid kit under my bed, just where I'd left it, and rushed back to Isabella’s side. My hands trembled

slightly as | opened the kit and started pulling out supplies-alcohol wipes, Bandages, stitching needles, and

antiseptic cream.

When Brianna returned with the water and towels, | didn’t even look up. “Set it down next to me, | said, already

dabbing at a particularly deep gash on Isabella’s side.

“She’s bleeding a lot, Brianna murmured, her voice shaky.

She’s strong,” | replied, my tone firm, as much for myself as for her. “She’s going to be fine.”

1 worked methodically, cleaning the wounds, applying pressure here the bleeding wouldn't stop. Brianna handed