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

takes a moment to sink in. “Another restaurant

He nods.

away from the desk, running my

me? I’ve never had any issues with

it,” he says. He watches me pace back and forth

raised. “They paid off a bunch of regulators. It wasn’t easy

what happened.”

people are good at

he says, pride slipping into his voice. I can’t help but think the Moon River pack

about them. He takes genuine

his job before, but I can see that

I stop in front of his desk and wring my

targeting the same customers.”

shrugs. “When there’s a conflict of interest,

“I’ll go after them.”

his chair. He rounds the desk and stops in front of

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

barely reaches his chin.

I say, a

of this for you.” He places his hand on my shoulder and gives

distant part of me demands that I shake off his arm. After

it. I don’t want to. It feels good to let

someone take care of

I nod. “Alright.”

have a serious

bite my lip. It’s not a conversation I’m keen on having, but if he’s helping me with this,

to refuse. Talking to him is the least I

test the waters. “What if I don’t need your

Alpha, but still true. Theoretically,

him.

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

reservation.”

thought for sure I’d be out of business for at least

impossible to refuse his

you have

teleports to a house across town. It’s

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

there’s a sleek black Jag parked

door, and a few minutes later it opens. The

his

the man splutters. “You can’t just

where it opens into