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,

silence, signaling the meeting’s commencement. Gianna takes

I push my concerns aside,

started,” I say, scanning

meeting progresses smoothly enough. Various issues are

But it’s the last item on the agenda

stomach tighten.

My brother’s condition.

the local renowned physician and member of the council, Dr.

waking up from his coma soon. How does that affect your position

Alpha?”

are on me, probing, scrutinizing. I maintain

little friendly competition for the role of Alpha wouldn’t be a bad thing.” Of

humor. But at the same time, I can’t entirely deny the fact that

truth behind my words.

matter how much I love my brother, I won’t give up my

And besides, who’s to say that he’ll even be physically able

my words. Then

his

in the city,

is correct,” I say.

look. “Perhaps

heavy in the air, and I can feel the atmosphere shift, the tension climbing up a notch.

straight in

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

a knife.

collective rustling as the council members gather their

the room. I

the meeting

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

We need to discuss a few

her tone, something I

a snap decision. “You know

a dinner

peculiar expression crosses her face.

can’t identify. She quickly masks it with

sir. I’ll see you

…

I settle into the leather seat of my car, the engine purrs to life, but I

My fingers drum on the steering wheel,

the weekend, the council’s thinly veiled

attention, but it’s

stirs, breaking his prolonged silence. “You know, this dinner tonight

A date with Abby, gaining her

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

her choose whatever she wants, no

flood back: me buying Abby the latest