Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0133
Abby

I’m in the kitchen organizing my thoughts, sketching out a me ntal roadmap for tonight’s three-course

extravaganza as I mumble under my breath.

“Sauvignon Blanc with the salmon… Hmm… Maybe I should prepare cappuccinos with the torte for

dessert…”

Just then, the door swings open, and in walks Karl, bags of groceries in hand. Gianna, his ever-present

secretary, trails closely behind him.

My heart does a little dance at the sight of Karl, a knee-jerk reaction I’ve never been able to fully quell.

Even with my wolf being asleep, the presence he creates when he walks into a room always makes her

lurch in my mind, as though she can always sense him in her sleep.

In a way, it’s frustrating. I want to yell at my wolf for leaving me alone and then momentarily

reappearing every time the man who broke my heart walks into the room, but I know it won’t do any

good.

However, something else is on my mind right now. I can’t help but notice how well they seem to get

at something Karl has just said. A pang of jealousy surges

Got everything you asked for,” Karl announces, setting the bags on

reminding myself that Karl and I are just friends

a lot

softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn

“Need

I turn to Gianna,

you doing, Gianna?”

undertone to her voice. Then,

I speak to you privately? We need to sort some

casting a glance in my direction as if to say ‘I’ll be back soon.’

room, Gianna leading the way with a sense

feeling a strange knot tighten in my

something—something that unsettles me.

with what sounds like outright disgust. “G ods, I can’t

honesty, I turn back to the counter. “Let’s not focus on her, Elsie.

it has

she says. “Though, for the record, you’ve got no reason to be jealous. No

place, especially not her.”

although her words make me feel unexpectedly warm. “Karl and I

no interest in

that says she knows better, but she doesn’t push

groceries, laying out the fresh salmon, vibrant vegetables, and a