The Alpha King's Reluctant Bride (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 93

-Grayson’s POV-

“On a scale of one to a hundred, how possible is it to poison a mother and leave the baby alive?” Ava huffed as we slid into the car, her voic

A small smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it but didn’t say anything.

She crossed her arms and sank into the seat. “If anyone asks, I never said that. I just cannot believe that little

-” She cut herself off, blowing out a frustrated breath.

I started the car, glancing at her. “And the reason you can’t just say no is?”

“Because,” she muttered, “that’s exactly what she expects

me to do. She expects me to quit, to give up, and I refuse to give her the satisfaction of being right. I can be professional. And then- once the baby is born-I’ll make good on my poison scheme.”

I turned on the car, but still couldn’t understand why humans thrived on such drama.

She sighed heavily, breaking the moment. “I’m really sorry about today. I know we were supposed to go out.”

“I moved everything to next week.”

“Okay…..” She dragged out the word, glancing at me. “Cool. I guess we’re going home now.”

I hesitated for a second, keeping my eyes on the road. “Unless you want to go somewhere else.”

“No,” she said softly, her gaze shifting out the window.

Silence stretched between us, the kind that wasn’t just quiet but weighted. Now that we were alone, I felt the full force of what had happene shown her things—that I’d never shared with anyone else.noveldrama

Maria had only known because she’d seen my memories, and even then, I hadn’t had to explain myself. But Ava… Ava was different. She h Still, I didn’t know what to say.

Ava sighed, breaking the quiet. “You’re doing it again, Grayson. That cold-energy thing you revert to.”

My wolf let out an annoyed growl in my head, a low rumble of agreement.

“I was just thinking about what I told you earlier,” I admitted, my voice quieter than I intended.

Her head turned toward me, her expression softening, “I was going to tell you before Tessa’s emergency came up. I don’t blame you, Grayson.”

I glanced at her sharply, surprised by how steady her voice was,

“You were a teenager forced into an impossible situation. You made a bad decision because of the circumstances you grew up in,” she

I stared at her, unable to speak. She didn’t flinch, didn’t waver-

just held my gaze with unwavering certainty.

“And besides,” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips, “you did kill a man in front of me. Kind of hard to top that don’t you think

A laugh escaped me before I could stop it.

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“I’m serious, though,” she added, her tone softening again. “This is who you are, Grayson. I’ve come to terms with that. I just hope someday

Her

hand slipped away, and she rubbed her stomach absently before leaning back in her seat. “Actually, now that I think about it, I don’t want to I have work tomorrow.”

Relief flooded through me, like I’d been holding my breath for hours and a smile touched my lips.

“I know just the place,” I said, turning the car onto another street

When we arrived at one of my restaurants, Ava immediately narrowed her eyes at me. “Let me guess,” she said under her breath as I parke I smirked. “Of course.”

Her lips quirked into an amused smile as I stepped out and rounded the car to open her door. “Does it ever get boring being you?” she teas “Not particularly,” I replied smoothly, guiding her toward the entrance.

As soon as we stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted. Heads turned, whispers followed, and the manager was practically sprinting toward Ava’s eyes darted around, taking in the subtle glances and murmurs from the staff and patrons. She leaned closer to me and muttered, “It m to be you.”

I grinned. “It has its perks.”

We were escorted to an intimate corne

of the restaurant, a table secluded from the rest of the dining area but still offering a perfect view of the city through the floor-

to-ceiling windows. The staff was efficient, bringing us menus before I even had to ask

“Are they always like this?” Ava asked once the waiter disappeared to fetch our drinks.

“Like what?”

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