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.”

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

I’m sure a lot of people

all. Lots of hearts were broken when the marriage

how to respond. Yes, I’m sure a lot of hearts were broken.

mine.

she beams before I have to come up with an answer, “I

you. And the

“You should come

to

wafting around me like

guests, leaving me to my plate

the surface-level cheeriness of our conversation, I feel drained now. I didn’t expect to

me so

of the table,

my head, their implications adding weight to the

did. She’s always been one of the more empathetic

you underwater when

afloat.

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

from it all.

a break, a moment to breathe away from prying eyes

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

make my way

hallways, feeling

as I distance myself from the

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

corridor. I push it open, and the sight that greets me is

walls, a leather armchair, and Karl’s sleek, darkwood desk

wide open.

voice at the back of my head tells me to leave it

by my concealed desire to know more about what Karl has been up to all

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

its screensaver, an open email catches

but I can’t tear my eyes

it’s just some work that Karl is doing

something for the pack.

it’s the name that makes my

Karl,” the email reads, “I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those rare

be willing to share the name of your supplier so

it. Thanks. -Adam”

Adam, who came out as ga y and broke up with

would he be in contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When

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