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?”

pulling out a vacuum-sealed bag from the depths

find in

this guy

mind if I inspect

hesitates, his eyes narrowing. “Erm, sure,” he finally says, handing me the package. “But

are genuine.”

to get a sense of the aroma

I have a fairly good sense of what fancy mushrooms

smell is

Frowning, I run my finger along one of

a face when it comes

is this?” I ask flatly, locking my eyes

uncomfortably. “They’re black

truffles,” I growl, feeling a rush of

I’m gonna pay ten grand for some mulch or whatever

“Listen, I—”

collar of his shirt and

pocket. “Bad move,” I

recognize as fear. “Okay, okay, take

me go.”

still locked onto his. “Don’t

back to my car, the

disappointment. All of this… over truffles? What kind of weird black market sh it

Abby empty-handed. Not after everything. I

those truffles for her, and I’ll find them if it’s the last thing