The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 122

Grayson’s POV-

| always went for the best.

It wasn’t vanity but a necessity born from knowing what | deserved. Yet, there was a wide gap between what |

considered worthy of my attention and the cheap illusion of perfection people so often tried to present.

Perfection, after all, was a myth -a lie fabricated by those too weak to embrace their flaws.

And standing before me, this restaurant practically reeked of it.

Smarble floors gleamed like they had been polished every hour, chandeliers sparkled with an almost desperate

brilliance, and every server moved with an air of manufactured grace. | hated places like this-too perfect, too

curated. But then again, wasn't that the very essence of the Pierces? A family built on a foundation of facade and

pretense, masquerading behind their so-called perfection.

Today, however, there was only Evelyn Pierce to contend with.

The hostess opened the door for me, her gaze briefly catching mine before she looked away, the faintest tremor

in her hands betraying her nerves. My reputation preceded me, as it should. Without a word, | strode inside. The

moment | stepped into the restaurant, heads turned-not because | demanded attention, but because my very

presence commanded it.

Evelyn Pierce sat in the far corner, dressed in her signature suit, poised and immaculate as always. When her

eyes locked onto mine, a smile of calculated superiority spread across her face.

“I see | finally have your attention,” she said, her voice slicing through the quiet atmosphere of the restaurant

like a blade.

| walked toward her table with deliberate, measured steps, circling to take the seat opposite her. “And | see that

your definition of ‘better uses for your time‘ now includes poking at wolves you don’t understand.”

Evelyn's perfectly arched brow twitched, but her composure held as she set the menu down with care. “Your...

tainted aura is polluting the atmosphere here, Grayson. Let's get to the point, shall we? | want my daughter

back, and you are going to hand her over to me.”

leaned back in my chair, the corner of my mouth curling into a faint, cold smile. “I didn’t realize | was holding

Ava hostage. She's free to make her own decisions, last | checked.”

Her nostrils flared, but her tone remained icy. “I don’t know what lies you've fed her, or what tricks you've

employed, but this ends now. You will let her go.”

your “Letmake sure | have this straight,” | said, my voice laced with dry amusement. “You hired slowlife

to target my assistant’s boyfriend, thinking you could gather intel on my company. Predictably, | caught him, and

he confessed nunder the smallest amount of pressure. And now you've calledhere... what? To demand

that | return Ava to you? A woman you disowned without hesitation? You're losing your touch, Evelyn.”

[ Her calm fagade cracked for a fleeting second, rage flickering in her eyes before she reined it in. “I will not

engage with the likes of you. This is your one warning, Grayson. Send her away, or-"

“Careful.” My voice dropped an octave, the air around us growing heavy. “Choose your words wisely before you

say something that will ruin my mood.”

Her hand fluttered to the pearls around her neck, adjusting them as though they were suddenly too tight. The

faint flash of

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fear in her eyes didn’t escape me.

Good.

Leon-the man you sent-was more than willing to talk after a little... motivation,” | continued, my tone casual but

laced with menace. “Whatever pathetic schyou've been cooking up for the past month is irrelevant now. Go

ahead, use whatever scraps of information you think you've gathered against me. But understand this: no

matter what you do, Evelyn, you will never beat me. And now, lettell you why | bothered to chere at

all.”

Her lips parted as if to respond, but | didn’t give her the chance. I let my Alpha aura unfurl, an invisible force that

rippled through the room like a wave. The chatter in the restaurant ceased instantly, heads turning in our

direction. Even the servers froze mid-step, their gazes darting nervously towardbefore quickly looking away.

Svelyn’s fingers clutched at her pearls so tightly | thought they might snap.

“When | speak,” | said, my voice sharp and commanding, “you do not interrupt. And from this moment forward,

you will addressby my title. | am the Alpha King to you.”

She swallowed, her lips pressing into a thin line, but she didn’t speak.

“As for Ava,” | continued, my tone softening just enough to hold an edge of warning, “it’s tragic that someone as

brilliant, kind, and strong as her was born to a mother who sees her as nothing more than a tool. A puppet to

manipulate. But that ends now. Ava is mine. I've marked her, and | have no intention of letting her go.”

Her eyes widened in shock, the composed mask slipping entirely for the first time. “You... you marked her?”

I ignored her question. “That's not even the best part,” | said, leaning forward slightly. “Ava has her wolf.”

The blood drained from Evelyn's face, her eyes going round with disbelief.

“That's right,” | said, my smile widening. “You made her feel inadequate for the past six years and | believe

years before that because of her latency but she has a wolf and maybe if you think about it, you and Luther were

the reasons her wolf refused to reveal herself before. Also, Ava is the only reason you're still breathing right now.

| am trying to be a better man-for her. But don’t mistake mercy for weakness. If you make another move against