Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 10 – The Threat
Abby

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it’s definitely not the look that crosses his face. His smile falls,

replaced quickly by a frown. He looks genuinely confused, but I force myself not to read too much into

it. He could just be faking it. I’m sure his time as an Alpha has taught him a thing or two about acting.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says. He sounds genuine, but I don’t trust him enough to

believe he actually is. Not anymore.

He sits on the edge of his desk and his muscles bulge as he adjusts his seat. His suit jacket lies draped

across the chair behind him, and his white dress shirt strains as he sits, contouring to his sculpted arms

and chest. He crosses his long legs out in front of him.

It’s hard not to be a little distracted by him. I can feel myself being drawn to him, like two magnets.

Something in me just wants to cross the room and sink into his muscular arms. I want to feel his lips on

mine and his soft hair between my fingers. It was always like that between us, with so much tenderness

and passion. It hurts all over again to know none of that tenderness will ever exist again.

“You don’t know what I’m talking about?” I say, desperate to keep the anger alive. Even if he looks

great sitting there like that, I’m not going to let him distract me. “My store got shut down today! You

came into my restaurant the other night, and now I’m out of business for a month. All because I didn’t

give you a timely reservation?!”

His frown deepens, and he narrows his eyes at me. “So, I’m a shameless villain in your mind, is that

it?” The way he says it sets my teeth on edge.

He rubs his temples, and I know that means he’s got a terrible headache. He’s always had bad ones. I

head in my lap, holding a cold cloth to his forehead. I wonder if

alone

to do something in retaliation,” he continues. “I would have been open and

have stabbed you in the back.” I

offended.

you explain the timing of it?” I say, not budging

coincidence?”

up at me, his eyes slightly

ignoring him

not now. “You’re trying to dominate me! You’re

worthless to you!”

I say it, I know that’s the part that hurts the most. As usual, Karl can’t find

just a silly little business, but to me,

I’ve built for myself, the one good thing that came out of the

take that

moment, his eyebrows furrowed. I brace myself. He always gets

he gets really angry. It’s his tell. But I will not cower. Things have changed,

him anymore.

he looks away from me. I’m a

to get his anger under control so quickly. He was never

reconcile with you,” he says softly. “Our divorce was a

would be detrimental to

I think he’s messing with me, but then

all over his face. And I know

He’s never been the type to sneak

the things I always loved

“that’s in the past.” I’m not sure I believe it, but

now. I can’t deal with

else. “My restaurant is all

the whole reconciling thing. It’s going to take a lot longer than

that. He can’t mean

he? Not after everything?

sit down,” he says, standing up from his place against the desk. “We’ll figure

don’t budge, and