Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

my arms, and it always made me feel better.

missed that until now.

her hug,

night, but I couldn’t

than I’d care to admit. I used

that. Now the way she looks at me

of our new dish?” Abby

Truly,” the woman

we watch Abby lead the woman to her table,

still doing here, but I can’t bring

a drink, placing it down at the women’s table.

moves on to the customers beside her. It’s clear

and that her customers

to admit it to myself, but I missed seeing her like

it ‘just so,’ as she always said. Everything had to

days building our home and making it comfortable, and I never really

started coming home to a silent,

brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something no man

even an Alpha. She levels me with a glare. “Karl,

your ex-wife just had to own this restaurant. Are you

up, Tiffany,”

tracking Abby as she moves through the room, becoming more desperate

Eventually, I realize she’s not

a woman with olive skin and a sharp black bob takes her place, giving the two of us

bland smile.

to the men seated there, and

but I think I recognize one of the men smiling

her back, my wolf growls. If you ignore me again, there

run my fingers through my hair. I really need to get out of here.

the more I want to fold her into my arms and pretend the last few

the betrayal never happened.

I say. I

was so much

he’s so adamant I get

my wolf replies. Our

to protest, but he cuts me off. If you don’t