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.

need to make an appearance,

get up. I don’t want to get there too

us a decent spot for the party. I’m just hoping we get this

no mood to drag this

be.

divorce, I haven’t eaten gourmet food of any kind. That was more Abby’s thing than mine.

fine just having my

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

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

decided I should make the appointment in person,

dead set on booking the best restaurant in town for

don’t really know anything about food, so I’m mostly just here

put it. I just wasn’t expecting to

neither one of

three years, and she looks completely different from the last time I saw

she’s filled out a little. I can’t

black

wolf me ntally curses me. He wants Abby, and he’s pis sed

her. This isn’t the first time he’s argued with me about it but

the forefront of both our

Abby, and I take the moment to respond

so adamant I get her back when he knows perfectly well

her for

with Justin, my gardener. I

times, I say to my

We’ll never

she hasn’t had any contact with Justin, he argues. Maybe she’s telling the truth, and

suspect the wrong person!

my as s off for the pack, my

forgive it. I clench my fists against

this time, he’s still skeptical. The evidence was

with your own eyes, my wolf snarls

evidence, all the photos of intimate feedings, the

that showed up in the weed pile, and the fact

Abby left, all of that wasn’t convincing

remembering all the evidence makes the hurt and anger rise to