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

things to say about

had much time to focus on any personal relationships

on multiple dates, and the evidence that she has

hasn’t been

all of herself into her business,

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

never took it seriously. I

to have

he’s working now, it

to find him, it

Abby was always really friendly. She was close

attitude with them. She always loved to cook and would often

saw of Abby and Justin didn’t mean anything. She

everyone, not just

the other evidence, though. How would her panties have gotten

I can’t

me doesn’t refute any of the physical evidence I found.

her without

there that day, my heart shattered.

someone else broke me.

phone and call the doctor. I employed him back

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

developed that can pinpoint the time.

get my wolf off

says when

my temples. “Did you do the

results here. Just give me one

for him to pull up the information

moment, and I’m not sure if I’m even breathing. “It

appeared at least 24 hours after the marks made by the

“What does that mean?”

panties had them

appeared.”

then Abby didn’t

did something with them I’d rather not imagine. In case

him down immediately and

say. I hang up the phone and lean back