Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 140

That’s when I spot it—the door to Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of light spilling out into the dim corridor. I push it open, and the sight that greets me is comfortably familiar.

Bookshelves lining the walls, a leather armchair, and Karl’s sleek, darkwood desk hosting his laptop.

Except, the laptop screen is glowing, wide open. Karl must’ve forgotten to shut it down.

A voice at the back of my head tells me to leave it alone, to walk away. But another, louder voice—perhaps fueled by my concealed desire to know more about what Karl has been up to all these years—prompts me to step closer. I rationalize it by telling myself that I’m just turning it off for him.

As I move the mouse to wake the screen from its screensaver, an open email catches my eye. I know I shouldn’t read it, but I can’t tear my eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and specialized supplies. Normally, I’d ignore something like this, figuring it’s just some work that Karl is doing in his spare time, something for the pack.

But it’s the name that makes my eyes glue to the screen—Adam.

“Hey, Karl,” the email reads, “I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those rare ingredients. I don’t suppose you’d be willing to share the name of your supplier so I can order more? I’d really appreciate it. Thanks. -Adam”

Adam, as in my ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out as gay and broke up with me.

Why would he be in contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When did Karl supply him with any in the first place, and why? More than anything, why didn’t I know about this before? The questions rush through my mind like a torrent, each more confusing than the last.

And then, the atmosphere changes. I sense it before I see it—the room suddenly feels smaller, more confined. I whip around, and there he is—Gerald, Karl’s loyal butler, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“What do we have here?” he sneers, a look of disdain curling his lips.