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

at remembering information about her patrons. Everyone my investigators

things to say

had much time to focus on any

dates, and the evidence that she has gone on quite a few since we

she hasn’t been in

into her business,

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

never took it seriously. I thought

hand, seems to

anything on him. Wherever he’s working

channels. If I want to find him, it won’t be

interviews with my staff, Abby was always

to cook

likely that the intimate photos I saw of

everyone, not just

though. How would her panties have gotten in the weed pile

wasn’t having an affair with him? I can’t

of the physical evidence I found.

with her without

that day, my heart shattered.

someone else broke me.

doctor. I employed him back when I first found the panties. He

fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s

pinpoint the time. I’m desperate to

get my

when he picks up the

rub my temples. “Did you do the

have the results here. Just give me one

for him to pull up the information with bated

moment, and I’m

panties appeared at least 24 hours after the marks made

“What does that mean?”

means it’s unlikely that the wearer of the panties had them on

appeared.”

into silence. If that’s true, then Abby didn’t have an affair after all. It

panties and did something with them I’d

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

lean back in my chair. I