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

that really all Chloe’s fault?” my wolf chimes in, snapping

do you mean?” I

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

fight, and Chloe was an easy

head as usual. “D a

in all this, and you never have been. But

it’ll turn out better

breath, letting his wisdom settle into my bones. I

“Let’s do

restaurant is buzzing with activity—customers chatting, employees hustling. A

her. Chloe’s seated at one of the patio tables,

could tell she’s furious. This is gonna

as I approach her. She

be six feet under.

out, narrowing

opposite her, careful to keep a respectful distance.

to talk to you, of

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

work this out.”

a notch less hostile than she was before.

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

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

to everyone, including you.”

she didn’t expect this level of self-awareness from me. “Well, look who’s

grown a conscience.”

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

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

don’t take it out on

mine, and I see a glimmer of realization. “You think

don’t know. You

arms on the table, and the weight of her anger seems to lift

But you need to understand, Karl. Abby just got out

need another one right

her brutal honesty, but she’s not wrong. If this were a few days ago,

the moment Abby was single. But I realize that

being a better person.

Chloe. I really do,” I reply, finding the words strangely easy to say. “I