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

every day since

back. “What, have you

jealous and prideful?”

on you for?” he snarls. “I came

don’t understand why you keep

good enough for you?”

my head. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “Justin, our gardener? I haven’t

Justin was a good man and a talented gardener. We were friendly, and

handsome, but that

just a gardener, right? Figured you’d

instead?”

makes my temper flare. Who is he

ended

tense. I know he thinks I’m going to tangle with him, but there’s no point.

myself here. A good life. There’s

back into the

the capital to redevelop, we might as well leave everything in

out, is there? We don’t have a relationship now, anyway, so

you care

stop me. He turns and his scowl deepens when he

to his credit, stands up straighter, doing his best not to be

Alpha standing before him.

say to Adam, turning

little.

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

“Sure.”

and my mouth falls open. There’s a pile of

and the broken neck of the bottle is

drips down onto the floor. He

to the

the room as people turn to look at him. He doesn’t seem

least he’s pretending not

and I’ll have a glass

drinks, at least he never used to. If he does,

to go over there and stop him, but I

not give him my sympathy, even if it seems like

it out

conversation resumes, and people go back to dancing. Karl takes a