#Chapter 8 – The Truth
Karl

I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going

over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they

found.

It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though her father gave her a generous

severance package, his business has clearly been struggling. He even had to sell their house,

something I know must have been hard for Abby, who spent her childhood there.

Her father was a supplier for the former Alpha, and her family was very wealthy as a result. When we

married, though, she offered to change suppliers to avoid suspicion.

We didn’t want people to see me as a selfish Alpha. I don’t think either of us realized how much of a

strain that would put on her father’s business, even if he was completely understanding of our decision.

After our divorce, Abby started as a backroom apprentice at a restaurant. By doing so, she managed to

save up a sum of money.

Looking at the pictures of her from that time makes something in my heart hurt. She looks haggard,

worked to the bone, and there’s a hollowness in her eyes that makes me feel incredibly guilty. I know I

caused that broken look on her face. I never imagined she felt as heartbroken as I did. She cheated on

me, after all.

From there, she moved to the capital to start her own business. Using some contacts left behind by me,

she was able to build her restaurant into a must-go spot. Now she’s doing great. She owns one of the

top eateries here, which is a feat in and of itself.

Her acquaintances describe her as incredibly smart, great at maintaining relationships, sweet, and

at remembering information about her patrons. Everyone my investigators spoke to had

to say about

had much time to

that she has gone on quite a few since we

hasn’t been in anything

put all of herself into her business, and she’s seen results. Her food

can’t reconcile this person with

loved to cook. I just never took it seriously. I thought

on the other hand, seems to have disappeared completely from the public

find anything on him. Wherever he’s working now, it hasn’t

want to find him, it won’t be

my staff, Abby was always really

loved to cook and would often get them to try

photos I saw of Abby and Justin didn’t mean anything. She

everyone, not just

doesn’t explain the other evidence, though. How would her panties have gotten in

can’t think of any

of the physical evidence I

her without concrete

that day, my heart shattered. I really loved her, and knowing she slept

someone else broke me.

phone and call the doctor. I employed him back

their DNA on the fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute

that can pinpoint the time. I’m

if only to get my

says when

my temples. “Did you do the tests I

I have the results here. Just give me one

for him to pull up the

He’s silent for a moment, and I’m not sure if I’m even breathing.

the panties appeared at least 24 hours after the marks made by the

“What does that mean?”

wearer of the panties had them

appeared.”

that’s true, then Abby didn’t have an affair after all. It means

got ahold of her panties and did something

me so much, I decide to track him down immediately and let my wolf claw him to

up the phone and lean back in my chair. I can’t believe

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