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.

my wolf chimes in, snapping

you mean?” I ask,

couldn’t have a private

for a fight, and

on the head as

time with Abby, and Chloe got in the

and you never have been. But

maybe it’ll turn out better

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

myself. “Let’s

buzzing with activity—customers chatting, employees hustling. A quick

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

she’s furious. This is gonna be a hard

know I can’t just walk away now,” I say as I approach

be six feet under.

out, narrowing her eyes

down opposite her, careful to keep a

why would I want to talk to you, of all

concerns Abby. And you and I both know that she’s our favorite person, so

work this out.”

maybe a notch less hostile than she was before.

me, Chloe. You think I’m toxic for

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

to everyone, including you.”

looks surprised, as if she didn’t expect this level of

grown a conscience.”

with her. She glances away, but there’s a shift in

Maybe I’ve cracked the first layer of her icy fortress. “You

don’t take it out

flash back to mine, and I see a glimmer of realization. “You think that’s what

know.

table, and the weight of her

to understand, Karl. Abby just got out of a

one right now,

not wrong. If this were a

moment Abby was single. But I realize that would never work,

being a better person.