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?”

chest. “Vigilant? Is that what

indignant and petty.”

her head, allowing a slight smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is a strong

growl. “You’ve been throwing

why. Abby has been nothing but polite and courteous, yet

you. Why is that?”

for a moment, her eyes darting away from mine as

conversation. “Well, can you blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She must

No one

closer, my Alpha aura amplifying, letting her know

a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be honest with

on?”

her weight uncomfortably, and I can almost hear the cogs

to reveal. Finally, she relents, sighing in

with her, okay? Is that what you

a moment, I’m speechless. “Why?

have against that?”

her arms, matching my stance. “Karl, let’s be

and drama. I just

incredulous laugh escapes my lips. “Better? And since when

concern?”

almost to a whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely with you for years, Karl.

of this pack, and by extension, you. She is just a wrench being

livelihood.”

How long has this been going on? How

Abby wasn’t in the picture? And how many lengths has she attempted to go to in order

can’t be in

annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially

discussion.

that spot, and nothing you say or do will change

understand?”

I have a handle on the situation,

can

else.”

“What is

for a few moments. The silence feels almost too heavy, but as

hadn’t. “It’s not just that I think you

I process

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

and bewildered. “Why am I hearing

never noticed?”

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

did I fit into that grand scheme of things?

and paperwork. So, I kept it hidden. My feelings, my

everything.”