Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 85

#Chapter 85: Housemaid
Abby

I’m in the kitchen organizing my thoughts, sketching out a m ental roadmap for tonight’s three-course

extravaganza as I mumble under my breath.

“Sauvignon Blanc with the salmon… Hmm… Maybe I should prepare cappuccinos with the torte for

dessert…”

Just then, the door swings open, and in walks Karl, bags of groceries in hand. Gianna, his ever-present

secretary, trails closely behind him.

My heart does a little dance at the sight of Karl, a knee-jerk reaction I’ve never been able to fully quell.

Even with my wolf being asleep, the presence he creates when he walks into a room always makes her

lurch in my mind, as though she can always sense him in her sleep.

In a way, it’s frustrating. I want to yell at my wolf for leaving me alone and then momentarily

reappearing every time the man who broke my heart walks into the room, but I know it won’t do any

good.

However, something else is on my mind right now. I can’t help but notice how well they seem to get

along, Gianna laughing at something Karl has just said. A pang of jealousy surges through me.

“Hey, Abby. Got everything you asked for,” Karl announces, setting the bags on the countertop.

I shake off the jealousy, reminding myself that Karl and I are just friends now. “Thank you, both of you.

This means a lot to me.”

“It’s nothing,” Karl replies, a softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn with a mix of nostalgia

and longing. “Need anything else?”

I shake my head. “No. I’m good, thanks.” Then, I turn to Gianna, determined to be cordial. “How are

you doing, Gianna?”

“I’m fine,” she responds tersely, a frosty undertone to her voice. Then, shifting her attention to Karl, she

says, “Could I speak to you privately? We need to sort some things out before the dinner.”

as if to say ‘I’ll

room, Gianna leading the way with a sense of

strange knot tighten in

something—something that unsettles me.

snorts with what sounds like outright

Elsie’s blunt honesty, I turn back to the counter. “Let’s not focus on her, Elsie.

and it has

the record, you’ve got no reason to

your place, especially

although her words make me feel unexpectedly warm. “Karl and I are

no interest

says she knows better, but she doesn’t

the groceries, laying out the fresh salmon, vibrant vegetables,

herbs.

the ingredients, eager to

…

mixture of scents and spices as

hand me the

“Sure thing, Abby.”

few years ago, when I was still the Luna, I prepared this

Tonight is a reminder that

interrupted when another servant walks

minutes,” I say, not taking my eyes off the salmon

that the crust isn’t

let it slide,

chef, the one who always gets it

I mutter under my breath, reaching for a fresh piece of salmon. I’m about to season it when

filtering from the

you should have seen the look on her face, trying

ex-Luna has

housemaid.”

recognize that voice: Gianna. I can see the back of her head, her

Heat surges up my neck and

housemaid? Really?

That’s it.

the wardrobe upstairs

and sequins. A cun ning plan

could you please watch the stove? Take the salmon off in five minutes

dinner is ready.”

already ripping off my

two at a

as I slide open the

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