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.

Gianna trying to sow discord in little ways like that, even back

with me?

thought has

side road toward

to

…

my wolf nodding in approval as I

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

to halt in

butler, is sitting there, casually chatting with her at the kitchen table. They

wide while Gerald plasters a

Karl,” he says, standing. “How

ask. I didn’t know that the

a friendly catch-up,” Gerald replies, his face not giving

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

meets my gaze

and look her straight in the eye. “Gianna, we

not only inappropriate but also

her. “Let me finish.

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

“Karl, you can’t

sharply, knowing

I’m sorry, but I never have and

intend to make her my Luna again. If you

elsewhere.”

at me, her eyes filling with tears, and for a moment I think she’s going to

nods, her shoulders slumping

murmurs, looking down at her desk to avoid

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

with her own

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

take, laden with a mixture

“I’ve decided that I’m going to write Abby a

going to make her see exactly why

then open up a new document on my

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

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

distant.

that’ll win her back?” my wolf asks

the screen is empty again. “Alright,

please hear me out—”