Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 5 – The Trouble
Karl

Tiffany smiles, gazing across at Abby, who seems frozen in her chair behind the counter. I look

between them for a moment, and it’s easy to imagine that Abby is drawing all kinds of conclusions

about what Tiffany, and I are to each other.

I only came to the capital for the Alpha party, and without a Luna, I decided I should invite my cousin

Tiffany to come along. She recently returned from eight years of studying abroad, and I figured it would

be a good way for us to catch up.

I don’t get a lot of free time, and I couldn’t exactly show up at the party without a suitable female

companion. It seemed like a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

Although, I’m beginning to regret letting her blackmail me into this particular outing. After eight years

apart, I forgot how strong-willed my cousin can be. When Tiffany wants something, she tends to get it. I

tried explaining that I’m way too busy to go traipsing around to different food joints, but she wasn’t

having it.

“We need to book at a restaurant, like now,” she said, leaning against my desk with her arms crossed.

“And clearly sending someone else to do it for you didn’t work.”

“I’m too busy.”

She frowned. “If you want me to come to this party with you, then you’d better get up and come to this

restaurant with me.”

“I don’t even want to go to this party,” I grumbled. It wasn’t like I had ample time to attend social

engagements. The time would have been better spent working for the pack.

an appearance, and you need me on

Now get up. I

we are, using my status to get us a decent spot for the party. I’m just hoping we get

in no mood to drag this

be.

of any kind.

perfectly fine just having my supplements. Other than a few

of politeness, I haven’t really made the effort to eat a fancy

have the time, and I don’t care much for the

decided I should make the appointment in person, I didn’t have the

it. She’s dead set on booking the best restaurant in

to be her top choice. I don’t really know anything about food,

I just wasn’t expecting

and it’s clear that neither

she looks completely different from the last

filled out a little. I can’t help but

in that black dress the other

ntally curses me. He

the first time he’s argued with me

forefront of both

and I take the moment to respond to my

perfectly well what she did. It’s not like I

her for

with Justin, my gardener. I was

million times, I say to my wolf. Cheating is my deal breaker, and

never

had any contact with Justin, he argues. Maybe she’s telling the truth,

suspect the wrong person!

off for the pack, my wife was screwing my gardener! I growl.

against his

still skeptical. The

with your own eyes, my

that evidence, all the photos of intimate feedings, the sneak peek of the

I gave her that showed up in

Abby left, all of that

all the evidence makes the hurt and anger rise to the surface. I had