Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 431

Abby

The masquerade continues around me as I slip away from Karl to catch my breath. Normally, I would enjoy the music, the food, the laughter, and the drinks. But right now, I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Everything is reminding me of the arrangement I’ve gotten myself involved in, and it doesn’t help any that people keep staring at me and asking questions about my relationship with Karl.

“Is it true, Abby? You’re our Luna again?”

“When are you getting married?”

“Are you really having a family together?”

I keep trying to answer the questions as vaguely and as cordially as I can, but it’s all too much. I need a moment to collect my thoughts, to escape the prying eyes and probing questions.

As discreetly as I can, I slip away from the crowd, making my way through the mansion until I find myself in a quiet hallway. Leaning against the wall, I take a deep breath and shut my eyes to give myself a chance to relax just a little bit before returning to the party.

But all the while, my mind races with doubts and uncertainties about what I’ve just agreed to with Karl.

The bet we’ve just made hangs over me like a dark cloud, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ve made a grave mistake. What if I do catch feelings for him again? What if I’m the one who says “I love you” first? Will I have to move back here, away from the city, away from the life I’ve built for myself?

Oh, hell, what am I even thinking?

How do I even know I’ll catch feelings for him? This wasn’t part of the plan; the plan was to fake a relationship, help Karl win the election, save the restaurant and maybe—just maybe—get pregnant.

Falling for him was never in the cards, and yet here I am, lamenting over it.

Lost in my thoughts, I reach out for my wolf, seeking solace in her presence.

“What have I done?” I ask mentally, taking care not to accidentally speak out loud. “What did I just get myself into?”

My wolf’s presence is warm and reassuring in my mind, her voice gentle and comforting. “Abby, everything will work out for the best,” she says. “Trust in your instincts, and trust in Karl. This bet is just a playful challenge, nothing more.”

I let out a soft sigh, trying to find the strength to believe in my wolf’s words. But deep down, I can’t help but worry about the what-ifs, about the possibility of rekindling a love that caused me so much pain all those years ago.

But then, as I wrestle with my thoughts, I suddenly become aware of hushed voices coming from around the corner of the hallway.

“What a joke,” a woman’s voice says. “They’ll never get out of this.”

With my curiosity piqued, I lean a little closer to listen. The voices are unfamiliar, and their conversation seems anything but ordinary.

“No one will believe Karl’s announcement about the food poisoning,” a male voice says in response, his tone filled with certainty. “It’s a distraction for now, but it won’t matter.”

“You’re right,” the female voice responds. “Abby will end up in prison one way or another. This little plan of theirs won’t save her from that.”

My heart clenches at the mention of my name, and a cold shiver runs down my spine. Suddenly, I think I have a pretty good idea as to what they’re referring to: the Alpha gathering. The food poisoning disaster.