Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0153
Abby

“Need a hand?”

Just as I’m about to toss the greasy pan into the soapy water to soak overnight and call it a night, I hear

the all-too-familiar voice call out from behind me, and everything seems to stop. It’s all I can do to stiffly

turn around, my eyes widening and my heart pounding.

There he is, standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and his hair slightly tousled. I should be

excited to see him, but I’m not.

The nerve of him, showing up like this, after everything.

“Karl?”

“Hey, Abby.” A soft smile graces his lips, but instead of charming me like it used to, it just fills me with

rage.

“Karl, what the hell are you doing here?” My voice comes out so low that it’s hardly more than a growl.

He pauses, as though searching for the right words. Finally, when he speaks, it somehow fills me with

even more rage than before. “I miss you, Abby. Let’s work this out.”

“Work this out?” I think to myself. The thought of it almost makes me laugh, but at the same time, I

can’t hold in my rage anymore. In a knee-jerk reaction, I rip off my apron and hurl it at him, although I

would really prefer to hurl the frying pan instead.

“Get out, Karl!” I spit the words out like venom, my voice laden with a mixture of anger, surprise, and a

hint of betrayal. “You have no right to be here! I’m not working anything out with you!”

Karl, calm and collected as ever, dodges the flying apron. His eyes never leave mine, and his

expression remains surprisingly level and open. He steps forward, cautiously, as if approaching a

wounded animal.

please,” he begins, his voice tinged with an emotion I can’t quite place. “Just hear

okay?”

said, get out!” My voice booms across the kitchen, but there’s a wavering

that I can’t quite hide. Seeing him makes me want to cry, laugh, and scream all

once.

saw him, and yet somehow it feels like an eternity. Even

across the room from one another, I can feel my wolf stirring ever so

takes another

sincerity if

just wanted to talk to

voice failing to hide the unmistakable waver in

privileges when you did what you

fact, he does more than that. In

distance between us, backing me up against the wall. I feel myself stiffen as his

around me, pulling me into the warmth

push him away. I should scream and tell him to get the hell out of my life, my

kitchen. But I can’t.

I hate to admit it, his arms around me feel

senses heightening at his touch, her anxiety ebbing away. The

tension that’s been accumulating inside me starts to

like you still belong,” I say, finally

It’s my way of trying to put some

sure if it works. “Not after

he concedes, his arms loosening around me

did, Abby. But

can’t believe Karl’s audacity, standing here like he still has a right to be

a tsunami of emotions, wrestling with anger, confusion, and a haunting sense of

almost seems to pace restlessly inside of me, equally agitated and conflicted, although

me right now than at him, as angry as it

finally snap, glaring at him with unrestrained

they would

You manipulated the man

he

“What matters is that you decided to take it into

into leaving behind my back. Do you have any idea how despicable that

does something

pales, his face turning a shade that stands in stark

taking my hands in his. His skin is warm, and for a fleeting second,

to a past life, a