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

just watched him walk

once the door shut behind Luther. “That was… tense,” he muttered, glancing at me cautiously. “You

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on the game he was playing. He thought he

But he was wrong

Very wrong.

controlled. “He just made one of the

knew better than to push me when

he just vacated. He wanted to provoke me. To show that he was in control. He thought stepping into my territory,

let him believe that

next move

a wound that refused to heal. His arrogance–the audacity to show up here was the final straw, I needed to remind him of exactly who I

office, sifting through the files brought to me about Luther Pierce. I’d only known the Pierce family at

been

no one knew about unless they were looking. The file in front of me detailed his connections, his hidden assets, and the real source of his wealth. He wasn’t just a threat anymore–he

already dialing a number I knew by heart. The phone rang once before a voice,

expect to

mood for your games, Carter,”

deep, low sound that grated on my nerves. “You’re

need you to take care of someone

end. “You know, Grayson,

my patience

messing

physically, but where it hurts the most. He just bought shares in my company–I want those gone. Buy them out, and

was smart–he was already pulling up the files I’d sent him, piecing together

asked, “Isn’t that your fiancée’s

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why he’s still alive. I paid sharply,

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