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?”

that what you call it? It seems more like

indignant and petty.”

smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is a strong

but it’s accurate,” I growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at Abby all evening, and I

why. Abby has been nothing but polite and

you. Why is that?”

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

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

No one is that

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

a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna.

on?”

can almost hear

how much to reveal. Finally, she relents, sighing in a defeated

okay? Is that what you want to

admission throws me off guard, and for a moment,

have against that?”

arms, matching my stance. “Karl, let’s be real. Abby was a part of your past.

complications and drama. I just think you can do

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

concern?”

worked closely with you

pack, and by extension, you.

livelihood.”

throw me off. How long has this been going on?

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

be

both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially about

up for debate or discussion. Not by you,

back into my life. She deserves that spot, and nothing you say or do will change

understand?”

I have a handle on the situation, Gianna’s

you can make your own

else.”

“What

few moments. The silence feels almost too heavy,

just that I think you can do better. I…I have feelings for you,

agape as I process her revelation. “What? Is that

It’s been true for a

“Why am I hearing about this

never noticed?”

had everything you wanted. You had Abby,

fit into that grand scheme of things? I was just your

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

everything.”