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 sure all

I’m sure a lot of people will be relieved. You two

of hearts were broken

respond. Yes, I’m sure

mine.

up with an answer, “I should mingle. But really, it

And the

relieved. “You should come

have to

quick hug, her perfume wafting

leaving me to my plate of h ors

surface-level cheeriness of our conversation, I feel

me

the edge of the table, steadying myself.

head, their implications adding weight to the

always been one of the more empathetic wives in

can pull you underwater

afloat.

glance around the room, the elegant crowd still

from it all.

a

last glance at my strategically arranged h ors d’oeuvres, I make my

I slip away from the table and make my way toward the exit, my heels

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

from the version of me they

spot it—the door to Karl’s private office, slightly

open, and the sight that greets me is comfortably

a leather armchair, and Karl’s sleek, darkwood desk hosting his

open. Karl

at the back of my head tells me to

know more about what Karl

step closer. I rationalize it by telling myself that I’m just turning it off

screen from its screensaver, an

my eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and

something like this, figuring it’s just some work that Karl is doing in

something for the pack.

name that makes my eyes glue to

but I’ve already run out of those

the name of your supplier

it. Thanks. -Adam”

in my ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out as ga

he be in contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When did Karl supply

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