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. “Another restaurant complained about

He nods.

from the desk, running my hands through my hair. I can’t believe this.

they complain about me? I’ve never had

He watches me pace back and forth across the

bunch of regulators. It wasn’t easy to find out the

what happened.”

guess your people are good

slipping into his voice. I can’t help

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

at his job before, but I can see that he’s really grown into

of his desk and wring my

targeting the same customers.”

“When there’s a conflict of

“I’ll go after them.”

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

He’s so

barely reaches his chin.

say, a little

to take care of this for you.” He places his hand on my shoulder

shake off his arm. After

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

someone take

I nod. “Alright.”

promise we’ll have a serious conversation. The

on having, but if he’s

the least

the waters. “What if I don’t

PR person.” Not as effective as an Alpha, but still true. Theoretically, I could figure

him.

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

reservation.”

for sure I’d be out of business for at least a few days. He’s

to refuse his

have a

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

does well for himself. The neighborhood is nice, lined with towering oaks

sleek black Jag parked out front

few minutes later it opens. The man has a

watches Karl shove his way into

man splutters. “You can’t just

the house where it opens into a well-lit seating area.