The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 39

Grayson’s POV-

Italy had been an impulse decision.

Honestly, I didn’t even know why I did it. She mentioned pizza, and immediately, I thought of one of the restaurants I owned, which just so happened to be in Italy.

Now that we were here, I thought back to Carter’s words and decided I’d check on the progress of the situation myself. Tv days should be enough,

I made the arrangements while she ate, stumbling across one tiny issue. The hotel that had penthouse suite I preferred ha no other rooms available for booking tonight. So, I had two choices–either wait until tomorrow or share a room with Av

I’d chosen the latter. From the look on her face right now, I could guess she was going to react even worse when I told ner

that.

“What do you mean we’re staying for another two days?” she whisper–yelled, her voice tight with irritation. “I have work. I have wedding plans. You can’t just whisk me off to Italy and then tell me I’m staying for two whole days!”

I’d already sorted it all out. According to what Eliza had sent to her workplace, Ava was still “traumatized‘ from the near- death situation and would only be able to resume work on Monday.

That had been Eliza’s idea. For once, a PA was actually thinking on her feet..

As for the wedding. I had Eliza reach out to Isabella to handle the planning for the next two days, knowing she and Ava wen working on it together.

“Grayson, are you even listening to me?” she snapped, her eyes narrowed.

I looked up from my phone, “Yes. You just finished making a speech about how this is wrong, how I promised not to control your life, and how you expected me to take you back home. Right now. Did I miss anything?

She glared at me, her jaw tight. “You think this is funny?”

“No, but I think you’re overreacting. I’ve taken care of everything. You’ll resume on Monday, and your friend will handle the wedding plans in the meantime.” My phone chimed again. I glanced at it before turning back to her. “And Eliza, who I believe you know, wants to know if you’ll be attending her birthday party next Saturday.”

Ava blinked, taken aback. “What birthday party?”

“The one she politely asked me to invite you to,” I said, matter–of–factly. “I got distracted when I was attacked.”

Her lips pressed into a thin line, and she huffed, clearly irritated “You are unbelievable. You’re so… insufferable. This isn’t fair, Grayson. What do you expect me to do in Italy for two days”

I raised an eyebrow, but before I could respond, she groaned. “Don’t answer that. It’s Italy. For the record. I do not approve of this.”

A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips, and I could see her narrow her eyes at me in response. Just then, the chef- Giovanni approached, breaking the tension.

the meal?” he asked, his eyes lighting

her face Oli, I absolutely loved it! The best I’ve had in a long

slight blush creep up is cheeks. Old as he was, it didn’t stop the possessive

09:01 Fri, Dec 13

Chapter 39

through me. He’s old enough to be her grandfather, I reminded myself. Still, I didn’t like that he was

her all.

trust I had put in him enough to hand the

“Signor Blackwood, would you

Ava jumped in, her tone too innocent to

would

she spoke seven languages suddenly clicked. She gave me overly sweet smile in return, clearly enjoying this

eyes lit up with enthusiasm. “Parli italiano?” (“Do you

smiled even bigger, “Si. Fluidamente.”

e intelligente. Molto bene, Signor Black Wood. Preparerò subito la migliore pizza per leil” (Beautif and smart. Very

situation. I turned to Ava, still glaring.

chair. “I

my irritation in check. My wolf

You can whisk me off to Italy without asking, but I can’t order you a

leaned forward, my voice low. “That’s different, and

to me. You make

it did piss

quickly smothered the urge. “You

“Well, it’s not like have anything else to do for

jab at me made me pause. She was still angry, I could tell. But underneath that anger, there was something else. Frustration? Maybe. Or maybe it was the

leaving hers. “Fine. Play your game. But don’t

“Typical Always have

I said simply,

proudly. “Here you go! The best pizza in all of Italy! You should know,

TG.

Dec 13

Chapter 39

polite smile. “Grazie

me expectantly, waiting for me to eat. I stared at

feigning indifference. “I’m sure it’s

not breaking eye contact with her as I took a bite. The flavors exploded on my tongue, but I refused t