Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 83: Hidden Priorities
Karl

The mahogany door clicks shut behind me as I step into the conference room.

Members of the council, influential businessmen and entrepreneurs who hold significant power in the

community, are already seated around the long table. I can feel the weight of their expectations

hanging in the air, but right now, my thoughts are preoccupied with something—or rather, someone—

else.

Before I can approach the table, my secretary, Gianna, is waiting by the door for me. “Good morning,

Alpha Karl,” she says, her voice low and even as usual. “Nice to see you after all this time.”

I nod as I slip my jacket off and hang it on the hook. “I’m glad to be back.”

“And you’re staying, I presume?” she asks, her eyes glinting with something unreadable.

For a moment, I feel almost like I’m being put on the spot. The others are preoccupied with their

preparations, but Gianna’s gaze is unwavering. I always knew that she disapproved of my… adventure

out to the city to win Abby back, but there’s something else in her gaze. Something I can’t quite put my

finger on.

“We’ll see,” I say, trying to be vague.

Gianna blinks slowly before handing me the meeting’s agenda in a leather bound folder. As she does,

our fingers brush, and she leans in.

“Sir, I know this might not be my place, but I heard that your… ex-wife is staying with you. Is that

correct?”

Her sudden choice of words gives me pause, especially in this setting. Slowly turning to face her, I can’t

help but notice a subtle furrow of her brows, a tightening around her eyes. “And if she is, would that be

that a problem?” I ask, keeping my voice neutral.

“No, not a problem,” she says, but her hesitation tells me otherwise. “Just… be careful around her, Karl.

You know how things were.”

I look at her squarely. “Abby never cheated on me. The gardener manipulated the situation. Let’s not

forget that.”

Gianna’s expression shifts, a hint of guilt flashing across her eyes, but before I can question it further,

a hushed silence, signaling the meeting’s commencement. Gianna takes

aside, focusing on

I say, scanning

smoothly enough. Various

it’s the last item

stomach tighten.

My brother’s condition.

the local renowned physician and member of

from his coma soon. How does that affect

Alpha?”

eyes are on me, probing, scrutinizing. I maintain my composure. “I welcome it. If

a little friendly competition for the role of Alpha wouldn’t be

the same time, I can’t entirely deny

truth behind my words.

for years. No matter how much I love my brother, I

he’ll even be

at my words. Then Mark, a council member who’s

his opinions, speaks

been working at a restaurant in the city, haven’t you, Karl?”

correct,” I

look. “Perhaps being Alpha isn’t

heavy in the air, and I can feel the

him straight in the

not up for discussion,” I say, letting my words cut through the

knife.

a collective rustling as the council members gather their papers and stand, exchanging

I stay

the meeting sink

they’re gone, snapping me out of my reverie. “I

tonight. We need to discuss a few more

off about her tone, something I can’t quite place. Maybe

decision. “You know

dinner at my

moment, a peculiar expression crosses her face. It’s

else I can’t identify. She quickly masks

well, sir. I’ll

…

the engine purrs to life, but I don’t immediately

the steering wheel, my mind racing through the

weekend, the council’s thinly veiled

thought competes for attention, but it’s Abby who

his prolonged silence. “You know,

date with Abby, gaining her approval

already ahead of him. “That was the goal, my friend. I’m even thinking of taking

before dinner. Let her choose whatever she wants, no price tag too

me buying Abby the latest designer