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.

like that, even back then? Trying to make Abby

with me?

this thought has given me a

side road toward

to

…

feel my wolf nodding in approval as I knock

slightly beneath my hand, never having fully latched after its

only to halt

ever-reliable butler, is sitting there, casually chatting with her at

wide while Gerald plasters a friendly smile on

standing.

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

Gerald replies, his face not giving anything

just leaving.

he’s gone, Gianna meets my gaze again.

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

were not

to interrupt, but I raise my hand to stop her.

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

“Karl, you can’t be serious.

I cut her off sharply, knowing what her

Gianna. I’m sorry, but I never have and I never

her my Luna again. If you

elsewhere.”

at me, her eyes filling with tears, and for a moment I

her shoulders slumping

murmurs, looking down at her desk to

for her to say anything else. I turn on my heels and walk out of

her

way back home, ascending the grand staircase that leads to my office. The

I take, laden with a mixture of dread

to my wolf. “I’ve decided that

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

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

out, it’s much more difficult than I thought to draft the

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

distant.

really think that’ll win her back?” my wolf asks with a scoff.

until the screen is empty again. “Alright, let’s try something else.

please hear me out—”