Chasing His Kickass Luna Back

Chapter 0367

My eyes widen in surprise. “Dancing at a party doesn’t mean we’re back together,” I clarify. “It was just

a dance, Alice.”

The housekeeper gives me a knowing look. “Of course, dear. I understand,” she says in that tone of

voice that tells me that she doesn’t particularly believe me. “But you must know how people love to talk.

They’ve been saying all sorts of things.”

I shake my head, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement. “I forgot how gossipy people can be out

here in the countryside.”

Alice chuckles softly. “It is a small town, after all. News travels fast. Much faster than the big city, at

least.”

As she takes my plate to wash it, I can’t help but wonder why Karl hasn’t corrected these rumors.

Maybe he enjoys the speculation, or maybe he hasn’t even heard about it. Regardless, it’s not the kind

of attention I want right now.

I thank Alice for her help, and she nods with a warm smile. “You’re welcome, dear. If you need anything

else, don’t hesitate to ask.”

I exit the kitchen, feeling a bit disoriented by the conversation. It’s clear that my arrival here has stirred

up some excitement among the pack members. I make a mental note to have a talk with Karl about it. I NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

don’t want any misunderstandings or false expectations.

Passing through the dining room, I start to head toward the stairs toward my room. Sarah is just coming

down, and there’s a smile on her face.

“Is there anything else you need?” she asks. “I just brought your bag upstairs for you.”

I offer a grateful smile. “No, thank you, Sarah. The food was wonderful. I think I’ll head up to my room

now. Thank you for taking my bag, although you didn’t have to.”

She nods understandingly. “Of course. Enjoy your stay here. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to

ask.”

With that, I make my way up the grand staircase toward my old room. I feel a bit strange; the last time I

was here just a few months ago, I felt like a stranger. Now, I feel like the guest of honor. What are

people thinking?

Is it really the case that everyone thinks I’m the Luna again?

With a sigh, I step into my old bedroom; at least in here, I can relax for a little while. I figure that maybe

my presence is just a little jarring and people don’t know how to act, and maybe they’ll settle down in a

day or two.

On the bed, I notice a beautifully wrapped box with a card attached. I approach it and carefully open

the box.

Inside, I find a new book—my favorite genre, murder mystery—and a set of spa items. The card,

written in Karl’s handwriting, reads: “Just some things to help you relax. See you soon. -K”

I’m lost in thought when suddenly, there’s a soft knock on the door. I look up with a start, and before I

can get up to open the door, it’s cracking open. Coոtent оf

“Abby?” Karl’s voice comes through.

Without thinking, I jump to my feet, smoothing down my hair although I’m not entirely sure why. “Come

in.”