Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 8 – The Truth
Karl

I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going

over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they

found.

It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though her father gave her a generous

severance package, his business has clearly been struggling. He even had to sell their house,

something I know must have been hard for Abby, who spent her childhood there.

Her father was a supplier for the former Alpha, and her family was very wealthy as a result. When we

married, though, she offered to change suppliers to avoid suspicion.

We didn’t want people to see me as a selfish Alpha. I don’t think either of us realized how much of a

strain that would put on her father’s business, even if he was completely understanding of our decision.

After our divorce, Abby started as a backroom apprentice at a restaurant. By doing so, she managed to

save up a sum of money.

Looking at the pictures of her from that time makes something in my heart hurt. She looks haggard,

worked to the bone, and there’s a hollowness in her eyes that makes me feel incredibly guilty. I know I

caused that broken look on her face. I never imagined she felt as heartbroken as I did. She cheated on

me, after all.

From there, she moved to the capital to start her own business. Using some contacts left behind by me,

she was able to build her restaurant into a must-go spot. Now she’s doing great. She owns one of the

top eateries here, which is a feat in and of itself.

Her acquaintances describe her as incredibly smart, great at maintaining relationships, sweet, and

remembering information about her patrons. Everyone my investigators spoke to had

to

much time to focus

dates, and the evidence that

hasn’t been in

business, and she’s

the best food in the capital. I can’t reconcile this person with the girl I used to

took it

hand, seems to have disappeared completely from

him. Wherever he’s working now, it hasn’t been

I want to find him, it won’t be quite as

always

any attitude with them. She always loved to

I saw of

not just

explain the other evidence, though. How would her panties have gotten in the weed pile

wasn’t having an affair with him? I can’t think of any explanation,

any of the physical evidence I found. It’s not like I broke

with her without concrete

I found them there that day, my heart shattered.

someone else broke me.

employed him back when I first found the panties. He

the fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute

developed that can pinpoint the time. I’m desperate to

if only to get my wolf

when he

“Did you do the tests I asked of

the results here. Just give

wait for him to pull up

and I’m not sure if

on the panties appeared at least 24 hours after

“What does that mean?”

panties had them on that same day that the

appeared.”

didn’t have an affair after all. It means that

got ahold of her panties and did something with them I’d rather not imagine. In case

so much, I decide to track him down immediately and let my wolf claw him

and lean back in my chair. I can’t believe it. If only