Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 6 – Fire Her
Abby

So, this must be Karl’s lady friend. She’s certainly his type–intelligent looking and refined. She’s

wearing neutral clothes, and she seems to look down her nose at just about everyone in the room.

She’s the kind of girl Karl always wanted me to be.

My wolf perks up at the sight of Karl, who’s hovering behind the girl with a tense look on his face. I can’t

really tell what kind of mood I’m in. It’s certainly a shock to see him here, and with another girl, but I

can’t decide how I feel about it.

Our eyes meet, and I can’t help but gaze at him for a moment. I used to love looking into his eyes. I

always thought they were the most beautiful brown color, even more beautiful when he smiled, and

warmth filled them. He’s not smiling now though, and I force myself to look away.

On one hand, my kinder side wants Karl to get what he wants, but my wolf protests in my mind. You

can’t give him what he wants, my wolf says, and I cringe. You just can’t.

I can’t help but wonder what Karl’s wolf is saying to him… if anything. He has his hands clenched into

fists at his sides, and it doesn’t seem like he’s paying close attention to Tiffany and me. Maybe they’re

having some sort of argument.

I want to talk to Karl’s wolf too much, but I haven’t recovered enough to establish a mind-link, my wolf

continues.

Shut up, I say to her. He’s clearly forgotten how he ended up in this situation.

She growls in response but goes quiet.

As charming and handsome as he is, I can’t forget everything he put me through. The period after our

divorce was one of the darkest moments of my life, if not the darkest moment. Not just for me, but for

my wolf, too.

a smile. “Hey guys,”

stares down her nose at me, but I manage to

with condescending customers. The fact that she’s here with

intention of caving to their

we heard that your seats are

not too sure what they’re

in what I can only describe as a

like to accommodate all our customers,

bully me into giving her what she

and down with a sno oty expression and takes a step

you don’t know who we are.” My eyes slide to Karl, but

us. Clearly, he has no

ask for me,”

my shirt. She has enough height on

forward. “Go get your boss,” she

service level of

tight.

to roll my eyes. The restaurant has

are probably watching this argument go down, more than happy

would get her to let

is already quickly becoming a

shielding me.

my collar. I straighten my shirt and Karl turns

me. “Are you

“Fine.”

to keep to herself. She’s far too intrigued by

warmth drifting off him doesn’t make

remember a time when I used to

and I’d bury my face against the broad expanse of his

relaxed

me out of my thoughts. I lean away from him. I need to

is probably the last thing I feel in his

From the corner of my eye, I see Tiffany roll her eyes. He’s better off

That’s what

didn’t realize you’re

“If you’d like to come back, I could offer you a few… jobs.” He