Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 72: Making Amends
Karl

I step out of Abby’s office, my heart still pounding. It’s like a battlefield in there with emotional shrapnel

all over the place.

But I’m not naive enough to think I’m a mere bystander, oh no. I’m pretty sure I’m the d amn cannon that

fired the first shot.

“Big moment, huh?” My wolf’s voice resonates through my mind. I’m so focused on the situation

between Chloe and Abby that it almost took me by surprise.

“You could say that,” I respond. “Chloe’s not exactly my biggest fan.”

“Well, maybe this is your chance,” he suggests. “Just like you did with John. Bury the hatchet, put aside

your differences for Abby’s sake. Start over.”

“I hope so,” I reply, running a hand through my hair. “But Chloe’s different. She’s never liked me, not

even at the beginning.”

I recall a camping trip years ago, back when Abby and I were still married. Chloe was there, along with

their other friend Leah. A mix-up with the tents meant we all had to share one. G od, that was a disaster.

The memory plays out like an old film reel in my mind. Leah, as always, was as chill as ever about the

situation while Abby was fairly indifferent. But for Chloe and I, it felt like the end of the world. To share a

tent with each other? I knew for a fact that Chloe would have rather died, because she said so herself.

That night, the tent was cramped, the tension palpable. Of course, Chloe and I ended up arguing about

something st upid—how to properly set up a sleeping bag or some such nonsense.

It eventually devolved into an all-out brawl. Chloe threw a folding chair. I chased her up the tree. You

know, the usual, until Leah and Abby had to step in. They were both in stitches over the ridiculous

situation, but it was real as hell for Chloe and I. We hated each other’s guts.

really all Chloe’s fault?” my wolf chimes in,

mean?”

were annoyed that you and Abby couldn’t have a private

and Chloe

hit the nail on the head as usual. “Dam n,

with Abby, and Chloe got in

You’re not blameless in all this, and you never have been.

that, maybe it’ll turn out

his wisdom settle into my bones. I just hope he’s right. “Okay,” I

myself. “Let’s do

restaurant is buzzing with activity—customers chatting, employees hustling.

the patio tables, her arms

furious. This is gonna

can’t just walk away now,” I say as I approach her. She looks up,

be six feet under.

narrowing

daggers, I sit down opposite her, careful to keep a respectful distance. “We need to

why would I want to talk to

And you and I both know that she’s our favorite person, so we

work this out.”

skeptical but maybe a notch less hostile than she was before. “Go

how you feel about me, Chloe. You think I’m toxic for Abby. Hell,

I’ve got

to everyone, including you.”

surprised, as if she didn’t expect this level

grown a conscience.”

right?” I say, locking eyes with her. She glances

Maybe I’ve cracked the first layer of her icy fortress. “You can hate me all you want,

take it out on

and I see a glimmer

don’t know.

weight of her anger seems to lift

you need to understand, Karl. Abby just got

right

not wrong. If this were a few days ago,

Abby was single. But I realize that would never work, not if

being a better person.