Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 102
“What happened?” I rush over, my eyes narrowing with concern.

“I, erm… I rolled my ankle while serving table nine. Just give me five minutes and I’ll get back out

there,” she says, grimacing with each word.

I take one look at her flushed face, her ankle swelling before my eyes, and shake my head. “No, you’re

going home. Put that leg up. I’ll take over your tables tonight.”

Daisy starts to protest, her eyes filled with worry. “But the tips—”

“Don’t worry about that. Whatever tips you miss out on tonight, I’ll cover. Just go home and take care of

yourself.”

She hesitates for a moment before finally nodding, gratitude flooding her features. “Thank you, Abby.”

“Get better, okay?” I say as she limps out of the restaurant, supported by Ethan.

I tie on an apron and grab a notepad, turning my attention to Daisy’s tables. And then I see her—Emily,

the Luna who used to be an acquaintance of mine, sitting there with her friends, smirking as if she

owns the place.

Here we go.

“Nice to see you all again,” I greet, forcing a smile as I approach the table.

“Well, well! If it isn’t Abby,” Emily says, a stiff smile taking over her features. “We were just talking about

you.”

“Were you?” I manage an equally stiff smile and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “Hopefully only

good things.”

their eyes t winkling

“Of course,” Emily says.

I get you started with

cosmopolitan, and a gin and tonic,”

sweetness.

up,” I reply, making

of their conversation,

a fluke,

ex-Luna doesn’t even get to run her own restaurant,

place. Probably gave

know. Letting Alpha Karl run everything, always

eyes.”

start to tremble. I head into the back room

down on me. Who do they think they are,

speaking about me

“Abby, you alright?”

up to see Karl standing there, his

fine,” I lie, unable to hide the

don’t look fine.

better judgment, I find myself spilling the story about Emily and her

his eyes darkening like

he

a scene,” I protest, but he’s already pushing through

unbreakable.

he approaches Emily’s table and pulls up a

“Evening, Ladies.”

her friends perk

Karl?” Emily exclaims. “What are

here. As a dishwasher-slash-line cook,” he says,

flickering across her

Karl asks. “Got