Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 92: The Butler’s Secret — Part I

Karl

As I watch the train speed away, a new form of emptiness settles in my stomach.

Abby is pissed at me; I know that. I know that what I did with Adam was messed up, and I guess I

hoped in some sort of naive way that she would never find out. Well, she found out. And she’s furious.

Hell, she might not even want to see me ever again.

“You’ve got to fix this,” my wolf growls, his voice stern in the back of my mind.

“You think I don’t know that?” snap back internally as I begin to make my way back to the car. “But at

this point, I don’t even know if Abby will listen to me anymore. You saw how pissed she was this

morning.”

“Make her listen, then. She’ll cool off and will be more willing to hear you out with time.”

“And what until then?” I ask. “What the hell am I supposed to do while I wait for her to miraculously

‘cool off’?”

My wolf pauses for a moment. I put the car in drive and pull out of the parking lot, and that’s when he

speaks up again.

“You can start with that awful secretary of yours,” he finally says. “Show Abby where your loyalties lie.

That secretary has been a point of contention since the beginning.”

As much as I hate to admit it, I know that my wolf is right. Gianna has been a problem, even more so

now that I know what her true motives are. If she really has had feelings for me all these years, I would

have to wonder whether these feelings of hers ever impacted certain things.

In fact, I remember Abby mentioning on multiple occasions that she had to make an appointment with

my secretary just to see me; which, now that I think about it, was never true.

At the time, I thought that Abby was just misremembering things, or maybe exaggerating because she

was angry. But now I know better. Gods, I should’ve listened to Abby from the beginning.

little ways like that,

with me?

of knowing now. But, this thought has

a side road toward Gianna’s

need to have

…

feel my wolf nodding in approval as I knock on the

beneath my hand, never having fully latched after its last

only to halt in

chatting with her at the kitchen table.

their heads up, Gianna’s eyes going wide while Gerald plasters

Mr. Karl,” he says, standing.

here, Gerald?” I ask. I didn’t know that the

friendly catch-up,” Gerald replies, his face not giving anything away. He grabs

and smiles. “Actually, I was just leaving. I’ll see you at the

meets my gaze again. “Karl… What

close the door and look her straight in the eye. “Gianna, we need to talk

were not only inappropriate

her. “Let me finish. If you ever dare to speak

another unwarranted advance

you can’t be serious. I

off sharply, knowing what her implications will be before

I’m sorry, but I never have and I never will. Abby is my fated

again. If you have a problem with that, then you

elsewhere.”

with tears, and for

nods, her shoulders

murmurs, looking down at her

turn on my heels and

her

my way back home, ascending the grand staircase that

each step I take, laden with a mixture of

think to my wolf. “I’ve decided

make her see exactly why

settle into my leather chair, then open up a new document on my laptop.

but as it turns out, it’s much more difficult than I thought to

I begin, then pause, staring at the blinking cursor on the screen. It feels too

distant.

win her back?” my wolf asks with a

is empty again. “Alright, let’s try something else. Abby,

please hear me out—”