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.”

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

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

hearts

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

mine.

beams before I have to come up with

And the food was

relieved. “You

to do just

she gives me a quick hug, her perfume wafting around me like a cloud, and then

to

conversation, I

about Karl and me so

the edge of the table,

adding weight to the heavy

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

conversations can pull you underwater

afloat.

glance around the room, the elegant crowd still buzzing

from it all.

need a break, a moment

strategically arranged h ors d’oeuvres,

make my way

feeling the atmosphere change as I distance

distance myself from the version of me they all want

to Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of

and the sight that

lining the walls, a leather armchair, and Karl’s sleek, darkwood

open. Karl

me to leave it alone,

concealed desire to know more about what Karl has

telling myself that I’m just turning

from its screensaver, an open email catches my eye.

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

it’s just some work that Karl is doing in his

something for the pack.

it’s the name that makes my eyes

Karl,” the email reads, “I hate to say this, but

the name of your supplier so I can order

it. Thanks. -Adam”

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

he be in contact with Karl about rare

didn’t