#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.”

light up. “Oh, of course,” she says, smirking. “You know me; I’ll make sure

a lot of people will be relieved. You two were always the

Lots of hearts

respond. Yes, I’m sure a lot of hearts

mine.

beams before I have to come up with an answer, “I should mingle. But really, it was

And the food was

“You should come visit my

to

a quick hug, her perfume wafting around me like

other guests, leaving me to my plate of h

conversation, I feel drained now. I

Karl and me so openly, so

of the

implications adding weight to the heavy thoughts

meant well—I know she did. She’s always been one of the

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

afloat.

the elegant crowd still buzzing

from it all.

break, a moment

one last glance at my strategically arranged h

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

hallways, feeling the atmosphere change

the crowd, as I distance myself from the

spot it—the door to Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of light

corridor. I push it open, and the sight that

and

glowing, wide open. Karl must’ve forgotten

at the back of my head tells me to leave it

concealed desire to know more about what Karl has been up to

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

the screen from its screensaver, an open email

eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and

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

something for the pack.

name that makes my eyes glue to

the email reads, “I hate to say this, but I’ve

of your supplier so I

it. Thanks. -Adam”

Adam, who came out as ga y

in contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When did

didn’t I know about this

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