#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

patrons. Everyone my

to

time to focus on any personal relationships as a

that she has gone on quite a few since we

hasn’t been in anything

into her business, and she’s seen

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

loved to cook. I just never took it seriously. I thought

the other hand, seems to have disappeared completely from the

couldn’t find anything on him. Wherever he’s working

to find him, it won’t be quite as

interviews with my staff, Abby was always really friendly. She was close to everyone

to cook and would often get them

of Abby and Justin

everyone, not just

explain the other evidence, though. How would her panties

having an affair with him? I can’t think

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

her without concrete

there that day, my heart shattered. I really loved her, and knowing

someone else broke me.

I employed him back when I first found the panties.

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

has developed that can pinpoint the time. I’m

get my

says when he picks up the

temples. “Did you do the tests I asked

results here.

to pull up

is.” He’s silent for a moment, and I’m not sure if I’m even breathing. “It

on the panties appeared at least 24 hours after the marks

“What does that mean?”

unlikely that the wearer of the panties had them on that same

appeared.”

didn’t have an affair after all. It

and did something with them I’d rather not imagine.

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

the phone and lean back in my chair. I

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