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.

ways like that, even back then? Trying to make Abby

with me?

of knowing now. But, this thought has given me

a side road

need to

…

my wolf nodding in approval as I knock on the

never having fully latched after its last use. I decide to poke

only to

chatting with

while

Karl,” he says, standing. “How nice

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

giving anything away.

just leaving. I’ll see you at the house later,

gaze again. “Karl… What

straight in the eye. “Gianna, we need to talk about last night.

were not only

interrupt, but I raise my hand to stop her. “Let me finish. If you ever dare to speak

or make another unwarranted advance toward me, you’re fired. No second

“Karl, you can’t be serious. I

thought wrong,” I cut her off sharply, knowing

“I don’t love you, Gianna. I’m sorry, but I never have

to make her my Luna again. If you

elsewhere.”

tears, and for a moment I think she’s going

her shoulders slumping

she murmurs, looking down at her desk to

anything else. I turn on my heels and walk out of

her

ascending the grand staircase that leads to my

with a

step,” I think to my wolf. “I’ve

genuine letter that’s going to make her see exactly why I

my leather chair, then open up a new document on my laptop. My fingers hover

out, it’s much more difficult than I thought

at the blinking cursor on the screen. It feels too formal,

distant.

her back?” my wolf asks with a scoff. “Try

screen is empty again. “Alright, let’s try

please hear me out—”