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.”

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

hear about it. I’m sure a lot of people will be

of hearts were broken when

Yes, I’m sure a

mine.

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

the food

say, relieved. “You should come visit my

to do just

her perfume wafting around me like a cloud, and then moves on

to

cheeriness of our conversation, I feel drained now. I didn’t expect to

about Karl and me

edge of the table, steadying myself. Each

head, their implications adding weight to the heavy thoughts

well—I know she did. She’s always been one of the more empathetic wives

you underwater when you’re already struggling to

afloat.

room, the elegant crowd still buzzing with energy,

from it all.

I realize I need a break, a moment to

With one last glance at my strategically arranged

make my way toward the

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

the crowd, as I distance myself from the

Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of light spilling out into

open, and the sight that greets

and Karl’s sleek, darkwood

laptop screen is glowing, wide open.

my head tells me to leave it alone, to

to know more about what Karl has been up to

it by telling myself that I’m just turning it off for

the mouse to wake the screen from its screensaver, an open email catches my eye.

can’t tear my eyes away. It mentions

like this, figuring it’s just some work

something for the pack.

that makes my eyes

“I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out

of your supplier so

it. Thanks. -Adam”

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

rare ingredients? When did Karl supply

anything, why didn’t