Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0130
“Karl,” Gianna says once they’re gone, snapping me out of my reverie. “I think you should come to

dinner tonight. We need to discuss a few more things.”

I look up at her. There’s something off about her tone, something I can’t quite place. Maybe because of

that, I wind up making a snap decision. “You know what?” I say, standing. “That’s an excellent idea.

We’ll hold a dinner at my house tonight.”

For a moment, a peculiar expression crosses her face. It’s fleeting, but it’s there—a mix of surprise and

something else I can’t identify. She quickly masks it with a professional smile.

“Very well, sir. I’ll see you tonight.”

…

As I settle into the leather seat of my car, the engine purrs to life, but I don’t immediately pull out of the

parking lot. My fingers drum on the steering wheel, my mind racing through the events of the day.

Abby’s return home for the weekend, the council’s thinly veiled criticism, Gianna’s strange behavior—

each thought competes for attention, but it’s Abby who ultimately wins out.

breaking his prolonged silence. “You know, this dinner

with Abby, gaining her approval

“That was the goal, my friend. I’m even thinking of taking

new dress before dinner. Let her choose whatever she wants, no

flood back: me buying Abby the latest designer handbags,

loved the shine it would bring

Abby ever really enjoy being spoiled?” My wolf’s question catches me

taking a moment to shift through years of memories and moments. Then it hits me. A

steals over my thoughts.

younger then, still grappling with the early years

to an urgent Alpha matter. When I returned

found her in our bedroom,

her, I went out the next day and bought an

her up, that the sheer extravagance

disappointment.

when she opened the

she said, her voice filled with a

confused, maybe even a little

can’t buy my love,” she replied. “You always think that you can just… shower me with

you want. But the truth is, I’d never appreciate them as

quality time with you.”

was being petty, maybe even bordering