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

was real as hell for Chloe

fault?” my wolf chimes in, snapping me

mean?” I ask, genuinely

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

and Chloe was

head as usual. “D a wanted some

never have been. But I think that if you go

recognizing that, maybe it’ll turn

his wisdom settle into my bones.

“Let’s

chatting, employees hustling.

seated at one of the patio tables, her arms crossed, jaw

she’s furious. This is gonna be

I say as I

be six feet under.

narrowing her

daggers, I sit down opposite her, careful to keep a respectful distance. “We need to

I want to talk to you, of all

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

work this out.”

a notch less hostile than she was before. “Go

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

a better man. I’ve got a lot

to everyone, including you.”

surprised, as if she didn’t expect this level of self-awareness from me. “Well, look

grown a conscience.”

I say, locking eyes with her. She glances away, but there’s

first layer of her icy fortress. “You

it out

back to mine, and I see a

don’t know. You tell

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

understand, Karl. Abby just got

another one right now,

wrong. If this were a few days

realize that

being a better person.

finding the words