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.

all Chloe’s fault?” my wolf

you mean?” I ask,

you and Abby couldn’t have a private tent for you-know-what. You

and Chloe was an

hit the nail on the head as usual. “Dam n, you’re right. I

some alone time with Abby, and Chloe

never have been. But I think that if you

maybe it’ll turn out better than

settle into my bones. I just hope he’s right.

“Let’s do

restaurant is buzzing with activity—customers chatting, employees hustling. A quick scan and

seated at one of the patio tables, her

tell she’s furious. This is gonna

can’t just walk away now,” I say as I

be six feet under.

she spits out, narrowing her eyes at

careful

why would I want to talk to

both know

work this out.”

maybe a notch less hostile than she was before.

about me, Chloe. You think I’m

I’ve got a lot to make up for, not just to

to everyone, including you.”

didn’t expect this

grown a conscience.”

locking eyes with her.

layer of her icy fortress. “You

don’t take it out on

I see a glimmer of realization. “You think that’s what

don’t know. You

and the weight of her anger seems to lift just a little.

been a little harsh. But you need to understand, Karl. Abby

one right now,

flinch at her brutal honesty, but she’s not wrong. If this were a few

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

being a better person.