The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 32

-Grayson’s POV-

I didn’t react.

Not outwardly, at least.

1 kept my expression as neutral as stone, but inside, the beast raged, clawing to the surface. He was testing me. He knew exactly what he was doing, and worst of all, he was enjoying it.

Luther sauntered to an empty chair, took his time making himself comfortable, leaning back like he owned the place. The tension in the room was palpable, every department head now shifting uncomfortably in their seats, casting glances between me and Luther. They weren’t stupid–they could feel it too, the silent war simmering just below the surface.

Liam cleared his throat, stepping in before the situation could spiral further. “Well, now that we are all here, let’s t meeting.”

the

I remained silent, eyes fixed on Luther as Liam tried to proceed with the agenda. I wasn’t listening to the words. My focus was on Luther, calculating, assessing. He was here to provoke me. He wanted a reaction.

I wasn’t going to give it to him.

Liam was speaking, trying to salvage what he could of the tension in the room, moving quickly through the reports. The department heads nodded, chiming in when necessary, but their focus wasn’t on the numbers. It was on me and Luther, waiting for something to snap.

Luther, still lounging in his seat, cut in with a smug tone. “Interesting strategy with the overseas investments, but I think you’re playing a risky game, Blackwood. Have you considered the implications of that merger in Brazil? The market there is… tricky.”

I didn’t respond. My silence, my cold stare, was my answer. I could see the slight flicker of satisfaction in his eyes. He thought he had won this round. He thought his presence was enough to rattle me, to shake me.

Liam coughed again, this time a bit more urgently, and I realized he was waiting for me to respond. I tore my eyes from Luther and turned toward the department heads, giving them a curt nod. “We’ll adjust our position based on the market’s response. Proceed with the plan.”

Liam visibly relaxed, quickly moving the meeting along, steering the conversation away from Luther’s provocations. But the air was still thick with tension, every word strained under the weight of what wasn’t being said.

The meeting dragged on, with Luther chiming in here and there, throwing subtle jabs, always careful to keep his tone just on the edge of polite. He was enjoying this, savoring every moment of his supposed victory.

But I stayed quiet, cold. Observing. Planning.

When the meeting finally wrapped up, the department heads filed out, one by one, each of them stealing nervous glances at me, as if expecting an explosion that never came. Luther lingers of course, standing up slowly, stretching as though he’d just enjoyed a leisurely afternoon.

“Tll be in touch,” he said, that smug grin still plastered on his face. “After all, as an investor, I have a vested interest in how things go here

respond, just watched him walk out, every step

sighed heavily once the door shut behind Luther. “That was… tense,” he muttered,

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the game he was playing. He thought he had the upper hand. He thought he could just walk

But he was wrong

Very wrong.

finally, my voice low, controlled. “He just

better

long moment after Lanther left, my jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the spot he just vacated. He wanted to provoke me. To show that he was in control. He thought stepping into

believe that

next move would

rest of the day blurred, one meaningless meeting after another, but Luther lingered at the back of my mind, festering like a wound that refused to heal. His arrogance–the audacity to show up here was the final straw, I needed

known the Pierce family at a distance–just enough to recognize their power when it came to medical

been

just a doctor. He was something much worse. His claws dug deep into powerful places–places no one knew about unless they were looking. The file in front of me detailed

the file and leaned back in my chair, my fingers already dialing a number I knew by heart.

to hear from

in the mood for your games, Carter,”

sound that grated on my nerves. “You’re never in the mood. It’s part of

take care of someone for me. I’ve sent everything you need to know to

other end. “You know, Grayson, I really like it when you give me orders.

his name, my patience

messing with you. Fine. Who’s

him hard. No physically, but where it hurts the most. He

smart–he was already pulling up the

“Isn’t

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still alive.

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