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.

fault?” my wolf chimes in,

you mean?” I ask, genuinely

couldn’t have a private

for a fight, and

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

some alone time with Abby, and

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

turn

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

myself. “Let’s do

buzzing with activity—customers chatting, employees hustling.

seated at one of the patio tables, her arms crossed, jaw clenched. Anyone with half

could tell she’s furious. This is gonna be

say as I approach her. She looks up, and

be six feet under.

she spits out, narrowing her eyes

sit down opposite her, careful to

to talk to

it concerns Abby. And you and I both know that she’s our

work this out.”

maybe a notch less hostile than she was before.

think I’m toxic for

my mistakes, and I want to be a better man. I’ve got a lot to make up

to everyone, including you.”

she didn’t expect this level of

grown a conscience.”

never, right?” I say, locking eyes with her. She glances away,

cracked the first layer of her icy fortress. “You

take it out on

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

don’t know. You tell

folding her arms on the table, and the weight

little harsh. But you need to understand, Karl.

another one right now, especially not with

her brutal honesty, but she’s not wrong. If this were a few days ago, I’d have

moment Abby was single. But I realize that would never work, not if I’m truly committed

being a better person.