Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 87: Web of Lies
Karl

As I pull Gianna into the dimly lit study, the atmosphere is filled with a tension that’s been brewing for

weeks now, maybe even longer. The door clicks shut behind us, sealing us off from the guests, the

judgment, and the murmurs.

For a moment, we are suspended in a bubble of silence, and I finally address what’s been gnawing at

me.

“A pathetic housemaid?” I ask.

Gianna shoots me a quizzical look, but I can see the gears turning in her head. She’s trying not to

display emotion, which is just a dead giveaway. “A… what?” she asks, taking a step back.

I take another step toward her, closing the gap once again. “Don’t play dumb,” I growl. “Is that really

what you called her?”

“Called who?” Gianna’s voice begins to rise ever so slightly.

“Abby, of course,” I say, folding my arms across my chest.

For a few moments, Gianna is silent. Then, mustering a tense smile, she cocks her head to the side.

“I’m sorry, Karl, but I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

I feel exasperated. Here I am, caught between my so-called ‘loyal’ secretary and the woman who I

want to win back. In the back of my mind, I can feel my wolf, urging me to go with my gut and take

Abby’s side.

“Gianna, what exactly is your issue with Abby?” The question spills out of my mouth before I can stop

it, like a tidal wave of annoyance and anger.

She avoids eye contact, feigning a look of innocence that I know is far from the truth. “Issue? Karl, I

have no idea what you’re talking about. You must be mistaken.”

I lock my gaze onto hers, narrowing my eyes. “Don’t lie, Gianna. It doesn’t suit you. Do you honestly

think I didn’t notice your little performance tonight? Trying to take her seat? Making faces? Refusing to

touch the food?”

She meets my gaze for a moment, her eyes twi nkling with a hint of defiance before looking away. “I

don’t have a ‘problem’ with Abby. I’m simply cautious, that’s all. Isn’t that what you pay me for? To be

vigilant for you?”

“Vigilant? Is that what

indignant and petty.”

slight smirk to cross

I growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at Abby all evening, and

been nothing but polite and courteous, yet

you. Why is that?”

her eyes darting away from mine as though

of this conversation. “Well, can you blame me?” she

one

closer, my Alpha aura amplifying, letting her know that her half-baked excuses won’t work

“That’s a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be

on?”

I can almost hear the cogs in

sighing in a

her, okay? Is

throws me off guard, and for a moment, I’m speechless. “Why?

have against that?”

matching my stance. “Karl, let’s be real.

drama. I just think you can do better.

lips. “Better? And since when did my

concern?”

whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely

and by extension, you. She is just a wrench being thrown

livelihood.”

How long has this been going on? How long had

how many lengths has she attempted to go to in

Abby can’t be in

with both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially about

my Luna, are not up for debate or discussion. Not

and nothing

understand?”

a handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words

says, huffing. “You’re a man, you can make your own decisions. But Karl,

else.”

“What is

silence feels almost too heavy,

I think you can do better. I…I

mouth agape as I process her

momentarily, her face flushed. “Yes. It’s been true for

and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about this now? How come

never noticed?”

laughs bitterly. “Why would you? You had everything you wanted. You had Abby, you

fit into that grand scheme of things? I

your schedules, meetings, and paperwork. So, I kept

everything.”