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.”

direction as if to say ‘I’ll be

Gianna leading the way with a

tighten in my stomach.

something—something that unsettles me.

snorts with what sounds like outright disgust.

counter. “Let’s not focus on her, Elsie.

and it has

she says. “Though, for the record, you’ve got no reason to

place,

make me feel unexpectedly warm. “Karl and

no interest in

she knows better, but she

the fresh salmon, vibrant vegetables, and a variety of spices

herbs.

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

…

lively mixture of scents and spices as I work

can you hand me

“Sure thing, Abby.”

when I was still the Luna, I prepared this very meal for the Alphas from

at my lips. Tonight is a reminder that I haven’t lost my

another servant

my eyes

I realize that the crust

be easier to just let it slide, to declare it good enough,

the one

mutter under my breath, reaching for a fresh piece of salmon.

from

on her face, trying so hard to

that our ex-Luna has turned into nothing

housemaid.”

Gianna. I can see the back of her head, her

Heat surges up my neck and into my cheeks. A

housemaid? Really?

That’s it.

that the wardrobe

a collection of silk and sequins. A cun ning

Take the salmon

dinner is ready.”

she starts, but I’m already ripping off my

back steps two at a

greets me as I slide open

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