Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 112
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 da mn 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. Go d, 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 stu pid—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

hell for Chloe and I. We hated each other’s

was that really all Chloe’s fault?” my wolf chimes in, snapping me back to the

do you mean?”

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

for a fight, and Chloe

head as usual. “D a wanted some alone time with Abby, and Chloe got in

you never have been. But I think

turn out better than you

settle into my bones. I just hope

“Let’s

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

one of the patio tables, her

tell she’s furious. This is gonna be a

as I approach her.

be six feet under.

she spits out, narrowing her eyes

I sit down opposite her, careful to keep

would I want to talk to you, of all

both know that she’s our favorite

work this out.”

skeptical but maybe a notch less hostile than she

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

be a better man. I’ve got a lot to make up for, not just

to everyone, including you.”

didn’t expect this level of

grown a conscience.”

late than never, right?” I say, locking eyes with her. She glances away, but there’s a shift

the first layer of her icy fortress. “You can hate me all you

take it out on

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

don’t know. You tell

sighs, folding her arms on the table, and the weight of her anger seems to lift just a little.

harsh. But you need to understand, Karl. Abby

one right now,

wrong. If this were a few days ago,

realize that

being a better person.

it, Chloe. I really do,” I reply, finding the words strangely easy