Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0126
“Thanks, Elsie,” I say softly. “It’s good to be back.”

With that, I make my way back into the house, each step carrying a different weight, a different

emotion. As I reach the top of the staircase, I hear Karl’s voice drifting from the living room, and my

heart does a strange little leap. Maybe Elsie’s smirk held more truth than I’d like to admit.

Just then, I hear the familiar ping of my phone and my thoughts snap back to the present. Reluctantly, I

pull it from my pocket and see a message from Ethan. He’s asking a question about inventory, and I

know that I should let it wait until I get home. But before I know it, I’m typing out a reply, unable to resist

the urge to be a boss for five minutes.

I’m halfway through responding when the sound of footsteps approaches behind me. “Ahem.”

Startled, I whip around to see Karl standing on the step below me. He has a knowing look on his face,

and a sparkle in his eye.

He moves closer, and for a split second, I’m transported back to a time when this was an everyday

occurrence.

“You’re not working, are you?” he asks, gesturing to the phone in my hand. “You’re supposed to be

enjoying the weekend off.”

embarrassed shrug, I avert my

taking it from me. “Abby, Ethan and the restaurant will

a couple of days. Just try to

exasperated but mostly grateful. He always had

okay. No more work.

smile I’ve missed more

of things here, and now I’m free until my meeting. How

you used to

…

changed much since I was last here

the air, mingled

barista seems to remember us,

orders our drinks—black coffee for him and a

go. Stepping out, we make our way to the nearby park where

Karl occasionally joined me, pretending to read but really just

was before he started spending too much time as an Alpha, and leaving

I say, taking a sip of my

smiles. “Some

Like us. Like me. And yet, the more

tall and majestic, the air is fresh, and the world around us feels like it’s

of our

look now,

pointing discreetly at

greets, her gaze sliding over to me.

word catches me off guard. It’s