Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0161
Karl

It’s almost midnight when I put my car in park in the dimly lit alleyway, and I can’t believe I’m here right

now.

“Abby will see how much you care once you get these for her,” my wolf says, satisfied.

“Yeah,” I answer out loud as I cautiously get out of the car. “We’ll see about that.”

Two days ago, I finally found a lead on those truffles for Abby. I found the dealer through a sketchy

website, but he seemed legitimate enough. I just hope that it goes well, and like my wolf said, that Abby

sees how much I care after this.

My eyes dart around, taking in the cracked asphalt and graffiti-covered walls. The shady location

couldn’t be further from what I expected when it comes to cooking ingredients, but desperate times call

for desperate measures, I guess.

“You Karl?” A raspy voice pulls me from my thoughts. A tall, skinny man almost seems to materialize

from the shadows, his eyes shifty, avoiding direct eye contact.

“That’s me,” I respond, my voice tight. “You said you had the truffles?”

a vacuum-sealed bag from the depths

find

package looks genuine enough, but something about this guy is setting off alarm bells in my

if I inspect

sure,” he finally says, handing me

are genuine.”

enough to get a sense of the aroma and the

but I think I have a fairly good sense of what fancy mushrooms

smell is all wrong.

almost smells like chemicals. Frowning, I run my finger along one of the mushrooms,

face when it

the hell is this?” I ask flatly, locking my

seems to twitch uncomfortably. “They’re black truffles.

mushrooms, let alone black truffles,” I growl, feeling a

me? Like I’m gonna pay ten grand for some mulch or whatever the

“Listen, I—”

forward, grabbing the collar of his

pocket. “Bad move,”

widen with what I finally recognize as fear. “Okay, okay, take it,” he

me go.”

still locked onto his. “Don’t let me see your

I walk back to my car, the adrenaline gradually

this… over truffles? What kind of weird black

back to Abby empty-handed. Not after everything. I promised

I’ll find them