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

day since

take a step back. “What,

jealous and prideful?”

“I came here for the Alpha party,

myself cornered. I just don’t understand why you keep dating different guys. What, Justin

good enough for you?”

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

house!” Justin was a good man and a

but that was

Figured you’d need

instead?”

makes my temper flare. Who is he to question

ended things, not

I’m going to tangle

myself here. A

into the

I’ve moved to the capital to redevelop, we might as well

dragging this out, is there? We don’t

you care about

him, and this time he doesn’t stop me. He turns and his scowl deepens

credit, stands up straighter, doing his best not

Alpha standing before him.

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

little.

at me. “I have a $30,000 mattress at

“Sure.”

crash. I turn, and my mouth falls open. There’s

Karl, and the broken neck of the bottle

onto the

to the

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

at least he’s

to him. “Oh, and

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

stop him, but I hold myself

who abandoned me. I will not give him my sympathy, even if it seems

out

conversation resumes, and people go back to dancing. Karl takes a swig of wine and I