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 all

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

all. Lots of hearts

unsure of how to respond. Yes, I’m

mine.

I have to come up with an answer,

the

“You should

to do

hug, her perfume wafting around me

me to my plate of h

surface-level cheeriness of our conversation, I feel drained now. I

about Karl and me so openly,

fingers lightly touch the edge of the table, steadying myself. Each word from

my head, their implications adding weight to the

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

can pull you underwater when you’re already struggling to

afloat.

still buzzing

from it all.

realize I need a break, a moment to breathe away

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

and make my

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

the version of me they all want

office, slightly

I push it open, and the sight that

walls, a leather armchair, and

open. Karl must’ve forgotten

me to leave it alone, to walk away. But

more about what Karl

it by telling myself that I’m just turning

mouse to wake the screen from its

but I can’t tear my eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and

I’d ignore something like this, figuring it’s just some work that Karl is

something for the pack.

it’s the name that makes my eyes glue to the

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

share the name of your supplier so I can order

it. Thanks. -Adam”

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

be in contact with Karl about rare ingredients?

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