Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 88: Luna Turned Spy
Abby

I stand by the long table, the air thick with the scent of gourmet h o rs d’oeuvres and sparkling wine. Idly,

I pick up a tiny pastry, turning it this way and that before setting it back on the plate.

As if to steel my nerves and try not to think about what Karl is saying to Gianna in the other room, I’m

arranging the treats into some semblance of symmetry when a familiar voice that I haven’t heard in

years suddenly pulls me away from my thoughts.

“Abby, darling! It’s so good to see you again!”

I turn to find Rebecca, the wife of one of the Betas, her face glowing with genuine delight. I flash a

smile, the corners of my lips straining just a bit.

“Sarah, it’s been too long! How have you been?”

She glides over, her high heels clicking against the polished floor. “Oh, you know, busy with pack life,

community events, all that jazz. But never mind me; look at you! You’re stunning as ever!”

I chuckle, trying to deflect the attention. “Thank you. You look absolutely fabulous tonight.”

We share a few pleasantries, talking about fashion and the unusually mild weather we’ve been

experiencing. But the conversation takes a turn when Sarah skillfully steers it into more personal

waters.

“So, Abby,” she says, her eyes t winkling, “I couldn’t help but notice how cozy you and Karl have been

tonight. Is there a chance for reconciliation? The pack could really use a union like that, you know.”

My cheeks flush. “Sarah, I’m flattered, but no. We’re friends, and I prefer it that way. So yes, I suppose

we’ve reconciled in that regard, but not in a romantic sense.”

Sarah looks a bit disappointed, but understanding at the same time. “Ah, I see. Well, either way, I’m

glad he made that announcement tonight. I’ll admit, I was a bit worried when I saw you—thinking that

our Alpha was getting back with a cheater and all that—but to find out that it was all just a mistake…”

Caught off guard, I hesitate before answering. “Yes, it was a mistake. I hope that the word gets out.”

she says, smirking. “You know me; I’ll make

people

all. Lots of hearts were broken

of how to respond. Yes, I’m

mine.

have to come up with an answer, “I should mingle.

the food

relieved. “You should

might have to do just

her perfume wafting around

me to

I feel drained now. I

about Karl and me

the table, steadying myself.

in my head, their implications adding weight to the

always been one

even well-intended conversations can pull you underwater when you’re already

afloat.

around the room, the elegant crowd still buzzing with energy, but

from it all.

need a break, a moment to breathe away from prying eyes

strategically arranged h ors d’oeuvres,

away from the table and make my way

I navigate through the maze-like hallways, feeling the atmosphere change as I

crowd, as I distance myself from the version of me

Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of light spilling out

open, and the

and

is glowing, wide open.

my head tells me to leave it alone, to walk

know more about what Karl

by telling

from its screensaver, an open email catches my

read it, but I can’t tear my eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and

I’d ignore something like this, figuring it’s just some work that Karl is

something for the pack.

makes my

reads, “I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those

willing to share the name of your supplier so I

it. Thanks. -Adam”

ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out as ga y and broke

rare ingredients?

and why? More than anything, why didn’t I know about this before?