Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 4 – A Stranger ？

Abby

How did Karl even end up here? I look around at the bar and frown. This is the best bar in the capital. I

just didn’t count on running into him.

I mean, I knew he was in the capital, but I didn’t think we’d ever cross paths. A part of me hoped I’d

never run into him anywhere ever again.

Damn, he’s as handsome as ever, though. I don’t want to notice it, but I do. His soft brown hair falls

across his forehead, and I have to resist the urge to reach up and push it back. His gaze narrows and

there’s some sort of emotion I can’t place churning in his deep brown eyes.

Somewhere inside of me, I can feel my wolf perking up a bit and I have to resist the powerful urge to

lean into him. Just being near him again makes my sleeping wolf stir.

“What the hell?” I say, forcing myself to remember how pissed I am. If he wants to play games, then so

can I. “Sir, who are you to talk to me like that? What could ever give you the courage to be so rude to a

complete stranger?”

The line of his jaw hardens. Over his shoulder, I can see Adam looking back and forth between us. “A

stranger, is it? Well, let me formally introduce myself then. I’m Karl, your ex-husband.”

“Ex-husband? Well then, you should know we’re divorced now, and this has nothing to do with you, so

if you don’t mind.” I move to step around him, but he shifts with me, blocking my escape.

“We used to be very close,” he says. “It’s my duty to care for you.”

“Well, in the legal sense, we’re no more than strangers.”

I move to step around him again, and he grabs my arm. I tense immediately. “Have you been dating a

man every day since the

step back. “What, have you

jealous and prideful?”

“I came

just don’t understand why you keep dating

good enough for you?”

my head. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “Justin,

a good man and a talented gardener.

handsome, but that was

gardener, right? Figured

instead?”

flare. Who is he to

who ended things, not

waits, his shoulders tense. I know he thinks I’m going to tangle

to the capital and created a life for myself here. A good

back into

the capital to redevelop, we might as

point in dragging this out, is there? We don’t have a

care

he doesn’t stop me. He turns and his scowl deepens when

up straighter, doing his best not to be intimidated

Alpha standing before him.

the Ritz, don’t you?” I say to Adam, turning my

little.

me. “I have a $30,000 mattress at home. Why don’t we

“Sure.”

I turn, and

of the bottle is still in

and drips down onto the

turns to the

people turn to look at him. He doesn’t seem bothered

at least he’s

“Oh, and I’ll have a glass of the strongest wine you can

least he never used to. If he does,

there and stop him,

will not give him my sympathy, even

it out

to dancing.