Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#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.”

glance in my direction as if to say ‘I’ll be back soon.’ They both

leading the way

feeling a strange knot tighten in my stomach. It’s not

something—something that unsettles me.

snorts with what sounds like outright disgust. “G ods, I can’t stand

counter. “Let’s not focus on

prepare, and it has

you’ve got no reason

your place, especially not

words make me feel unexpectedly

no

she knows better, but she doesn’t

salmon, vibrant vegetables, and a variety of spices

herbs.

hands reach for the ingredients, eager to transform them into something

…

is a lively mixture of scents and spices as I work with meticulous

hand me the Herbes

“Sure thing, Abby.”

still the Luna, I prepared this

smile tugs at my lips. Tonight is a reminder

when another servant walks in. “The Alphas

taking my eyes off the salmon

perfect, I realize that

just let it slide, to declare it good enough, but that’s not me.

renowned chef, the one who always gets

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

filtering from

the look on her face,

we’ve forgotten that our ex-Luna has

housemaid.”

see the back of her head, her perfectly curled hair and

Heat surges up my neck and into my

housemaid? Really?

That’s it.

clarity, I remember that the wardrobe upstairs still

silk and sequins. A cun

the salmon off in five minutes and let

dinner is ready.”

ripping off my apron and dashing out

steps two at a

greets me as I slide open the wardrobe doors. My fingers hover over