The Alpha King's Reluctant Bride (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.”noveldrama

“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.

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