The Alpha King's Reluctant Bride (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 95

-Ava’s POV-

I really should have chosen my words more carefully. What I should have said was, He used to be one of men.But no, I had to blurt out som ended like a fool.

my

father’s

The thing was, my parents never let me associate with most pack members, especially not the omegas or warriors. They were insistent on

For most of my life, I did exactly as they said, too

afraid to push back against their strict, suffocating rules. It wasn’t until I met Isabella and started to

find my own voice-my own backbone-

that I dared to defy them. I began to get to know the pack members, realizing that they weren’t “beneath” me. They were people— strong, capable, and often kinder than my parents ever were.noveldrama

That’s how I vaguely remembered the man. I’d seen him around a handful of times when I was younger, but it had been years since then. T to keep me disconnected from everyone.

And yet, here I was, standing in front of Grayson, trying to explain that he was making a mistake.

The moment those words left my lips-I know that man. He’s one of my father’s men-

I saw Grayson’s expression shift. The cold, calculated anger he carried morphed into something far more dangerous. The muscles in his jav

In that instant, I knew what he was thinking. He was going to go after my father.

“Grayson, you’re not listening to me!” I practically shouted, yanking at my hair in frustration. My voice echoed in the tense, blood- scented room. “My father didn’t do this. For the hundredth time, he didn’t do this!”

Grayson’s glare didn’t waver. “And how do you know that, Ava? Are you sure you’re not just blinded by loyalty?”

“I’m sure,” I snapped back, stepping closer to him, close enough to see the tension in his shoulders. “My father has an obsession with appe Grayson didn’t flinch. His voice was low, deadly. “You’re not thinking this through. If your father isn’t behind this, then why does his man turn “And you’re not thinking it through either!” I shouted back, my voice breaking slightly. “Just because he used to work for my father doesn’t m Rickon, standing off to the side, cleared his throat. “Maybe we should all just… take a minute to calm down. My chef is world- class, by the way. He could whip something up real quick to ease the tension.”

I turned to him, incredulous. “Rickon, are you serious right now

“What?” he said with a shrug, completely unfazed. “I’m trying to help.

Isabella groaned. “Do you have to brag about everything? Couldn’t you just say, my chef can make sornething?”

Rickon smirked, turning to her. “Do you have to complain about everything I say?”

“Guys, enough!” I snapped, spinning back toward Grayson, who looked even more furious now.

“You’re always so eager to defend your father,” Grayson said, his voice like ice. “Maybe I should just let you go back to him if you’re so dete

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His words hit me like a punch to the chest. The hurt must have shown on my face because he hesitated, his eyes softening for just a mome Grayson let out a frustrated sigh, dragging a hand through his hair. “Damn it, Ava,” he muttered under his breath. Then, realizing that Rickor Rickon raised his hands in mock surrender. “Fine. But if you need me, I’ll be….. not here.” He glanced at Isabella, who reluctantly followed hi Once we were alone, Grayson exhaled sharply and said, “Let’s just go home.”

I shook my head, crossing my arms. “No.”

“Ava,” he said, his voice gentler now. He reached for my hand, but I yanked it away.

“I don’t want to go anywhere with you right now,” I said firmly.

Grayson’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he might let me have my way. But then, in true Grayson fashion, he decided otherwis Without warning, he grabbed my hand again, ignoring my protests as he dragged me out of the room. “We’re leaving. Now.”

Once we stepped outside into the cool night air, I pulled my hand free, glaring at him. “Stop it, Grayson!”

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