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?”

arms fold across my chest. “Vigilant? Is that what you call it?

indignant and petty.”

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

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

wonder why. Abby has been nothing but polite and courteous, yet you treat her like

you. Why is that?”

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

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

one is that

Alpha aura amplifying, letting her know that her

assumption to make, Gianna. Now,

on?”

and I can almost hear

she relents, sighing in a defeated manner. “Alright,

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

for a moment, I’m speechless. “Why? What

have against that?”

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

I just think you

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

concern?”

I’ve worked closely

and by extension, you. She is just a wrench

livelihood.”

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

lengths

can’t be in the

with both annoyance and incredulity.

debate or discussion. Not by you, not by

that spot, and nothing

understand?”

as I think I have a handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words hit me like a tidal

says, huffing. “You’re a man, you can make

else.”

sigh. “What is

moments. The silence feels

I think you can

agape as I process her

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

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

never noticed?”

had everything you wanted. You had Abby, you

of things? I was just your secretary, someone who

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

everything.”