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

for Chloe and I. We

wolf chimes in,

do you mean?” I ask, genuinely

Abby couldn’t have a private tent

fight, and Chloe was an easy

usual. “D a wanted some alone time with Abby, and

all this, and you never have been.

turn out better

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

“Let’s do

restaurant is buzzing with activity—customers chatting,

one of the patio tables, her arms crossed, jaw

This is gonna be a

as I

be six feet under.

out, narrowing

down opposite her, careful to

why would I want to talk to you, of

know that she’s our

work this out.”

still skeptical but maybe a notch less

feel about me, Chloe. You think I’m toxic for Abby. Hell,

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

to everyone, including you.”

this level of

grown a conscience.”

late than never, right?” I say, locking eyes with her.

the first layer of her icy fortress. “You

don’t take it

to mine, and I see a glimmer of realization.

don’t know.

sighs, folding her arms on the table, and the weight of

understand, Karl. Abby just

need another one right now, especially not

she’s not wrong. If this were a few days ago, I’d

realize that would never work, not if I’m truly committed

being a better person.

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