#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

information about her patrons. Everyone my investigators spoke to

things to say about

to focus on any personal relationships as

evidence that she has gone on quite a

hasn’t been in anything

of herself into her business, and she’s

reconcile

just never took it seriously. I thought it was

seems to have disappeared completely from

Wherever he’s

If I want to find him, it

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

loved to cook and would often get them to try

photos I saw of Abby and Justin

not

doesn’t explain the other evidence, though. How would her panties have gotten in the weed pile

I can’t think

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

with her without

I found them there that day, my heart shattered. I

someone else broke me.

phone and call the doctor. I employed

of their DNA on the fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard

pinpoint the time. I’m desperate

if only to get my wolf off

when

you do the tests I

the results here. Just give me one

for him to pull up the

He’s silent for a moment, and I’m not sure

least 24 hours after the marks made by the

“What does that mean?”

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

appeared.”

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

something with them I’d rather not

down immediately and let my wolf

up the phone and lean back in my chair. I

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