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

of people will be relieved. You

hearts were broken

uncomfortably, unsure of how to respond. Yes,

mine.

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

And the

relieved. “You

to do

quick hug, her perfume wafting around me like a cloud,

other guests, leaving me to

the surface-level cheeriness of our conversation, I feel

Karl and me so openly,

of the table, steadying myself.

in my head, their implications adding weight to the heavy thoughts already occupying my

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

you underwater when you’re already struggling to

afloat.

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

from it all.

realize I need a break, a moment to breathe

one last glance at my strategically

away from the table and make my

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

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

door to Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a

and the sight that greets me

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

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

my head tells me to leave it alone, to

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

it by telling myself that I’m just turning it

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

read it, but I can’t tear my eyes

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

something for the pack.

that makes my eyes

this, but I’ve already run out of those rare ingredients. I

willing to share the name of your supplier so I can order

it. Thanks. -Adam”

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

Karl about rare

didn’t I know about this before? The questions