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

things to say about

had much time to focus on any personal relationships as a

evidence that she has gone

hasn’t been in

business, and she’s seen

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

cook. I just never took it seriously.

hand, seems to have

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

find him, it won’t be quite

always really friendly. She was

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

it’s likely that the intimate photos I saw of Abby and Justin didn’t mean anything.

everyone, not just

though. How would her panties have gotten in the weed

with him? I can’t think of any explanation, and

physical evidence I found. It’s

with her without

day, my heart shattered. I

someone else broke me.

up the phone and call the doctor. I employed him back when I first found the panties. He

the fabric, including Justin’s semen.

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

if only to get my

says when he

morning.” I rub my temples. “Did you do the tests I

I have the results here. Just give

him to pull up

and I’m not sure if I’m

found on the panties appeared at least 24 hours after the marks

“What does that mean?”

wearer of the panties had

appeared.”

silence. If that’s true, then Abby didn’t

ahold of her panties and did something with them I’d

down immediately

hang up the phone and lean back in my chair.