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

indignant and petty.”

slight smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is

been throwing shade at Abby all evening,

nothing but polite and courteous,

you. Why is that?”

away from mine as though

you blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She must be

one

amplifying, letting her

“That’s a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be honest with me:

on?”

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

how much to reveal. Finally, she relents, sighing

getting back together with her, okay? Is that what you want to

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

have against that?”

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

just think you can do better. Much

my lips. “Better? And since when did my personal life become

concern?”

I’ve worked closely with

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

livelihood.”

me off. How long has this been going

lengths has she attempted to go to in order to

can’t be in the

my voice tinged with both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices,

not up for debate or discussion. Not by

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

understand?”

just as I think I have a handle on the situation,

can make your

else.”

“What is

feels almost too heavy, but as

I think you can do

mouth agape as I

her face flushed. “Yes. It’s been true for a long time, actually.

find myself incredulous and bewildered. “Why am I

never noticed?”

You had everything you

fit into that grand scheme of things? I was just

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

everything.”