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.”

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

people will be relieved. You two were always

hearts were broken when the marriage

to respond. Yes, I’m sure a lot

mine.

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

And the food

relieved. “You should

might have to do just

quick hug, her perfume wafting around me like a

other guests, leaving me to my plate of h ors

our conversation, I

about Karl and me so openly,

edge of the table, steadying myself. Each word from

their implications adding weight to the heavy thoughts already

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

pull you underwater when you’re already struggling to

afloat.

glance around the room, the elegant crowd still buzzing with energy, but I find myself

from it all.

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

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

and make my way toward the exit, my heels clicking a

feeling the atmosphere change as I distance

as I distance myself from the version of me they all want to

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

I push it open, and the

and Karl’s sleek, darkwood

the laptop screen is glowing, wide open. Karl must’ve forgotten to

of my head tells me to leave it alone, to walk away.

to know more about what Karl has been up to

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

from its

it, but I can’t tear my eyes

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

something for the pack.

name that makes my eyes glue

“I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those rare ingredients.

you’d be willing to share the name of your

it. Thanks. -Adam”

who came out as ga y and broke up

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

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