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?”

my chest. “Vigilant? Is that what you call it? It seems more like you’re

indignant and petty.”

tilts her head, allowing a slight smirk to cross

throwing

but polite

you. Why is that?”

moment, her eyes darting away from mine as though she’s searching for a

can you blame me?” she finally blurts out.

one

letting her know

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

on?”

weight uncomfortably, and I can almost hear the cogs in her

she relents, sighing in a defeated manner.

back together with her, okay? Is

off guard, and for a moment,

have against that?”

stance. “Karl, let’s be real. Abby

and drama. I just think

escapes my lips. “Better? And since when did my

concern?”

voice lowers, almost to a whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely with

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

livelihood.”

words throw me off. How long has this been going on? How long had Gianna secretly

how many lengths has she attempted to go to in order

can’t be in

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

for debate or discussion. Not by you, not by anyone.

life. She deserves that spot, and nothing you say

understand?”

on the situation, Gianna’s next

man, you can make your own decisions. But

else.”

“What is

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

not just that I

agape as I process her

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

I find myself incredulous and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about

never noticed?”

You had everything you wanted. You had

that grand scheme of things? I was just

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

everything.”