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

He nods.

up and walk away from the desk, running my hands through my hair. I

I’ve never had any

watches me pace back and forth across

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

what happened.”

people are good at what they

slipping into his voice. I can’t help but think the

about them. He takes genuine pride in what his people

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

I stop in front of his desk and

targeting the same customers.”

a conflict of interest,

“I’ll go after them.”

from his chair. He rounds the desk and stops

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

barely reaches his chin.

say, a little

of this for you.” He places his hand on

part of me demands that I shake off

But, for whatever reason, I just can’t do it. I don’t

me, to have someone take care of me for

I nod. “Alright.”

we’ll have a serious conversation. The minute this is

a conversation I’m keen on having, but if he’s helping me with

Talking to him is the least I can do if he helps me

ask, just to test the waters. “What

as effective as an Alpha, but still true. Theoretically, I could

him.

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

Abby leaves, Karl teleports to a house across

well for himself. The neighborhood is

a sleek black Jag parked

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

his

splutters. “You

walks to the back of the house where it opens into a well-lit seating area. He spins around