The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 120

-Grayson’s POV-

I tapped my fingers rhythmically on my desk, silently counting the seconds in my head, fighting the growing irritation clawing its way to the surface. For the past eight minutes, a relentless sniffing noise had punctuated the silence every three seconds. I had tried–really tried–to keep my composure. The mantra I had been repeating in my head–Be patient, she’s Ava’s friend–was wearing thin. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Stop crying, Eliza.” I let the irritation seep into my tone.

She sniffed one last time, raising her tear–streaked face to meet my eyes before glancing back at her trembling hands. Letting out a resigned sigh, I softened my voice slightly. “Look, I’m not mad at you, and I’m not going to fire you. But you need to meet me halfway here. Your boyfriend used you to get information about me, and the man who paid him refuses to talk.”

My wolf growled low in my mind, already imagining what it would do to that man. I pushed the thought aside for now. There were more pressing matters.

“I need to know what Jeremy told that man so I can figure out what I’m dealing with here. That’s it, Eliza. No threats, no harm–just–answers.”

That had been my plan when I called her into my office, but the moment she sat down, she broke into tears. Normally, I wouldn’t have had the patience for this kind of behavior. I could have pulled every resource I had to track Jeremy down or resorted to making threats, but I wanted to be better for Ava. Ava wouldn’t approve of either method, and I didn’t want to do anything that would disappoint her.

“You promise you won’t hurt him?” Eliza’s voice wavered as she finally spoke.

“I just want to talk to him,” I

assured her, keeping my tone even

She hesitated, her gaze dropping to her trembling hands once more before she nodded. “He’s hiding out at his grandparents‘ farm. He’s really scared. He didn’t mean for this to happen, Mr. Blackwood. Please… he only took the money to help his mom.”

Helping his mother. Unfortunately, I understood that sentiment better than most people. For a moment, I considered her words. My wolf growled softly, dissatisfied but silent.

“You can take the rest of the day off,” I said finally, standing and grabbing my keys.

She looked up, startled. “Thank you, Mr. Blackwood.”

office and was about to step into the elevator when Liam called

to face him,

you in forever,” he said, his tone

because you’ve been intentionally avoiding me ever since you pieced together that killed my parents,”

know… and I’m sorry. It’s just… a lot to process, and then Elaine-”

you need something? I

needs your signature, but I’ll just leave it with

said curtly.

1/3

ed, Jan 1

10:37

Chapter 120-

the elevator doors began to close. For a fleeting moment, I felt… something. I didn’t know what I expected from Liam. He had been my constant over the years, and though I never asked or hoped for anything from him, his sudden absence after learning about that night stung in

my estate, where I had arranged for the man who I still didn’t know his

asked sharply folding my arms across my chest as I stared at the intruder standing casually in front

“It’s nice to see you as well. And what a lovely day we’re having, isn’t

will never be, in the mood for your theatrics.

a brief moment before reappearing, even more infuriating than before. “As always, I’m just here to help. You do remember

you have my utmost gratitude. Truly. Now, please use the same gate you came in through

my heel, ready to walk away, but his voice stopped me in my tracks. It lacked its usual smugness, almost serious. “You

it? And don’t think I don’t know about your little stunt in your office. Setting me and Dylan up to clash, making sure Isabella arrived

I didn’t want the alliance. And I said

I had to admit he was proving useful. “Fine,” I said, my voice clipped. “You

what I can get,” he replied with a satisfied grin.

eastern wing of the house. It was a part of the estate reserved for delicate situations like this, far from prying eyes. Rickon trailed behind me, his

met me at the door, bowing his head slightly. The flicker of fear in his eyes didn’t escape me, and I couldn’t entirely blame him.