The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Grayson’s POV-

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foot down on the gas, I turned on the engine just as Liam settled into the passenger seat. Without a word, I slammed zooming off once the door shut. The silence stretched between us, and out of sheer boredom, I counted in my head, curious how long Liam could keep quiet.

1 hit ninety–seven when he finally broke the silence.

“You know, I have no problem with you purposefully provoking her father by setting the wedding on the same day his ultimatum ends, Liam started, his tone light but knowing. “But maybe you should’ve spoken to the bride in question first before announcing it to the worldTM

I kept my eyes on the road, not bothering to respond right away. The city blurred past us, and as I took a sharp turn, heading toward my company, I finally spoke. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Liam snorted. “Okay, first, you don’t have a problem with me and Elaine, and second, you just used the word ‘fun‘ in a sentence. Something’s definitely wrong with the universe.”

I smirked slightly, pulling up to the front of Blackwood. Without a word, I stepped out of the car, ignoring the curious stares of the employees who quickly scrambled to clear the path. Liam followed behind me, still grumbling under his breath.

It took more than people could imagine to hold the kind of power I did. The title of Alpha King had been in my family for generations, but that didn’t mean it was handed to me on a silver platter. I had built Blackwood from the ground up, turning irinto a billion–dollar empire that put my foot in both the werewolf and human worlds. That kind of dominance re constant vigilance. People didn’t cross me–unless they had a death wish..

“Going to your office?” Liam asked as we entered the building. I gave him a brief nod and continued walking, the crowd parting like the Red Sea.

When I stepped into the elevator. I could already feel the weight of the day ahead, but I had no patience left for the minor annoyances. The doors slid open, and I made my way toward my office.

My PA, a petite, mousy woman, shot up from her desk the moment she saw me approach, her eyes wide with a flicker of fear. She stammered, “Mr. Blackwood, you… you have a guest in your office. I tried to stop her, but she was persistent.”

I raised an eyebrow, my expression cold. “Persistent?” I repeated my voice dropping to a deadly calm that made her face pale

“Yes,” she whispered

1 kept my gaze fixed on her. “What happens when I have five walk–ins à day and they are all PERSISTENT?”

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

said coldly. “Clear out

been waiting for the inevitable. She simply nodded, tears brimming in her eyes as she hurriedly began packing her

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Chapter 21

“Monica.”

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sashayed toward me, swaying her hips in that practiced way she knew

to see you, Grayson,”

bored, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. “What are

“Oh, that hurts my feelings. I haven’t seen you in over

with the kind of body that made men stop and stare. Her perfectly sculpted face, framed by long, dark hair, could have been on any

weapon. Monica was the type of person who thrived on power and control, using her beauty to hide just how

mistake I had almost made–almost married her. But that was a tale I preferred not to think about, or I might be tempted to remove

Monica. Wherever you crawled out from, return

turned toward the door, already regretting firing my PA. I

her.

just smiled, ignoring my words as if they were nothing. “I just heard the announcement,” she said, her voice sweet and laced with

my jaw. “You’ve given your congratulations. You can

things turn out. One minute, you’re planning a wedding, and the next, certain

it happened with her. She used her body as a weapon and still, I did not get interested but she was conniving enough to get me to put

it clear to her then that she should never show her face near me again. Apparently, that threat had lasted for only a year because

got back into the country,” she continued, her voice dripping with faux innocence. “I’ve missed Elaine so much I

“I have zero interest in your

like that. We had good times, didn’t we? Surely you haven’t forgotten everything.

when you decided to sleep with someone else the