Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 11 – Warning
Abby

Karl hands me the report, his expression unreadable. I can feel his gaze on me as I pick up the stack of

papers and scan the first page.

“That’s everything my people could find,” he says.

I look up at him and nod.

It took an hour to get the report, and we spent most of it in tense silence. His staff brought in tea, which

we both drank quietly, his with Kahlua, mine black. Then he had to take a few calls while I sat and

pretended not to listen. The worst, though, was when he ran out of things to do, and we just stared at

each other across the desk for ten minutes.

I could tell, with every passing minute, that he wanted to bring up what he said about reconciling.

Thankfully, he didn’t. He could probably pick up on the fact that I wasn’t in the most receptive mood. I’m

more than happy to put that conversation off for as long as possible. Even with all that quiet time to

think, I still don’t know how I feel about it. About him.

He falls silent as I read, and I can feel him looking at me. I do my best to ignore the weight of his gaze,

but it makes me shift a bit in my seat. Even now, the full intensity of his attention makes me want to

squirm. He’s always had that effect on people, but it’s been a while since I’ve been on the receiving

end.

When I’m done reading, I look up at him. “So, it wasn’t you.”

“It wasn’t me.”

Even though he probably deserves an apology, I can’t seem to bring myself to give him one. Sure, I

might have come storming in here with zero evidence and a bit of a vendetta, but we haven’t been on

the best of terms for a while now. He can’t really blame me for thinking it was him. Wouldn’t he suspect

me too if something like this happened to him?

“I can’t believe this,” I say, dropping the report back down on the desk when I’m done reading. The

to sink in.

He nods.

running my hands through

they complain about me? I’ve never

says. He watches

of regulators. It wasn’t easy to

what happened.”

your people are good at

his voice. I can’t help but think the Moon

have an Alpha that truly cares about them. He takes genuine pride in what

was good at his job before, but I can

to do?” I stop in front of his desk and wring my hands. “I didn’t

targeting the same customers.”

there’s a conflict of interest, there’s

“I’ll go after them.”

says as he finally stands from his chair. He rounds the desk and

tilt my head back to look into his eyes. He’s so much taller than me. The top of my

barely reaches his chin.

say,

going to take care of this for you.” He places his hand

I shake off his arm.

But, for whatever reason, I just can’t do it. I don’t want to. It feels good to let him

me, to have someone take care

I nod. “Alright.”

have to promise we’ll have a serious conversation. The minute

a conversation I’m keen on having,

is the least I can do

if I say no?” I ask, just to test the waters. “What if I don’t need your help? My restaurant

but still true. Theoretically, I could figure this out

him.

it done in 30 minutes,” he says. “You’ll be able to open today

reservation.”

out of

to refuse his

have

to a house across town. It’s nowhere near as

The neighborhood is nice, lined with towering oaks

sleek black Jag parked

the door, and a few minutes later it opens. The

watches Karl shove his way

man splutters. “You can’t just come

where it opens into a