#Chapter 89: 2 Truths, 1 Lie
Abby

“Gerald, Abby, would one of you care to explain what’s going on?”

Karl’s voice is somehow exceedingly calm, juxtaposed against the chaotic energy filling the room. I feel

like I’ve just stepped into a scene that I never should have witnessed with my own eyes, like a

complete stranger in a home that I once used to rule.

Gerald wastes no time with his explanation. “I found her in your private office upstairs, sir,” he

announces, as if he’s just solved a great mystery. “She was reading your emails, going through your

personal computer.”

Karl turns toward me, his face covered in a puzzled expression. “Abby? Is this true?”

I nod, feeling embarrassed. “Yes, to an extent. But—”

Suddenly, Gerald butts in before I can finish. “Sir, I’ve always suspected she’s a spy for another pack,

and this just further proves my point.”

My jaw drops open, incredulous. I whirl around to face Gerald, wincing against his iron grip on my arm.

“Really, Gerald? A spy? Are you losing your marbles? What pack would I even be spying for, and

why?”

He sneers, his eyes turning into two narrow slits of suspicion. “I’m not entirely sure, but it’s no secret

I’ve had my eye on you for years. Your behavior has always been…off. Perhaps you even plotted with

that gardener—what was his name? The one who has conveniently run away—to create this ‘cheating’

fiasco as a distraction.”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. It feels like I’ve just stepped into some sort of parallel universe, one

where wild accusations are flung around like confetti.

“Gerald, you’re completely delusional,” I fire back, my voice shaking with a mixture of anger and

disbelief. “I’ve never done any such thing. You’re so busy playing detective that you’re seeing

conspiracies where there are none!”

Gerald scoffs. “Ha! As if I don’t—”

quiet!” Karl’s voice booms, echoing off the walls

falls silent, like

the desk behind Karl, a knowing smirk

think back to the moment I witnessed between

make me look bad in front of Karl? I always knew that

like a new

gaze locks onto mine, and for a brief moment, I see a

Then he turns his attention

Karl commands, his voice as icy as his stare. He turns

entirely sure who to believe right now. “Abby, explain

Karl’s. The

a knife. Gerald’s grip is like iron on my arm, branding me as

my voice laced with desperation, “I just thought you left your

turn

narrow, but not in suspicion—more in contemplation, as if he’s

the emails?” he asks, his voice

it caught my eye,” I mutter, swallowing hard. “I was curious,

steal anything.”

absorb this, his expression unreadable. After a moment,

Gerald. I

Gerald asks, sounding

low, stern, and

that he’s an Alpha, through and

grip, a look of disbelief contorting his face. But before

whole scene unfold like some sort of

sneers, her lips curling into a contemptuous smile. “So

liars and thieves

of blood fills my ears. I can’t believe she just said

with something that looks

Now.”

glaring at me one last

angrily against the hardwood floor. Gerald

he leaves.

and I’m left standing there, my

refuse to

I murmur, wiping away a stray tear. “I never should

and make my way to the

scared to see the expression on

I’m guilty too? What if there’s

on his lips?

out of the room, bolting up the stairs and to my room, ignoring the confused stares

dinner guests.

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