Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 23 – Jack
Abby

What an arrogant a ss. He’s just as egotistical as he always was.

I rub my temples as the back door slams shut behind Karl. I stalk back across the room, giving John a

look as I pass. He lifts his hands in supplication. “Sorry, boss. But to be fair, he started it.”

“This is a kitchen, not a boxing ring,” I hiss, shooting John a glare that makes him practically shrink. “If

you have a problem with someone, then take it outside. Better yet, don’t get into a fight at work. There

are literal stoves on, and knives everywhere. This isn’t the place or time.”

The message is directed at John, but I know everyone’s listening.

“Yes, boss,” he mumbles.

I walk back to my station and get back to work. We’re in the middle of a dinner rush, and the last thing I

need is for my employees to start fighting. I get why Karl was pis sed. John is being even more abrasive

and vulgar than usual tonight, but that doesn’t mean he should start a fight in the middle of my

restaurant. Imagine if my customers heard them.

Great, now everyone in the kitchen is going to be afraid of him. It’s only a matter of time before they

find out who and what he really is. I can’t afford to have an Alpha here, not if everyone finds out. They’ll

probably start to see him as the person in charge and not me.

I watch Karl return to his station and smile to myself. I’ve already had a couple of complaints about him,

and I’ll have to talk to him about it later. But even if he’s been irritating the hell out of my employees, it’s

a little amusing to watch him try to figure this whole restaurant thing out.

Tonight, just a little while before closing time, I call Karl to my office. When he arrives, he closes the

office door behind him and leans back into it. His face is slightly red from the heat of the

kitchen.“What’s up?” he says.

wanted to talk to you about everything. We had a

He pauses. “Me?”

you don’t take orders well. Poor Jack looked like he

bad. I guess I’m just used

in my kitchen,

used to that.”

party with me. Since I

A deal’s

I can

still

do. I’ll be

don’t know what’s happening.

of here. He always used to let

willing to do whatever I say? I don’t know what Karl this is, but

do better tomorrow,” he says,

you’re coming back?” I can’t hide the

his shoulder at me.

I nod.

yeah, I’ll see

him return to the kitchen, my eyebrows raised. Looks like it won’t be

he sticks around, people are going to find out he’s

People like Adam.

eyes. I didn’t plan for this. I didn’t plan for him to make it through an

a full day. Now it

I can’t help that the thought makes

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into my apartment, dead on my feet from my shift, the scent

hear Adam moving around the kitchen as I wander down the

he says, coming around

sip of the wine. It’s incredibly smooth and I look

wine.

“Wow, what’s the occasion?”

been stressing you out, and you’ve been going through a bit of a

something nice

cheek and sink