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 of

“Best you’ll find in

about this guy

I inspect

he finally says, handing me

are genuine.”

the seal just enough to get a sense of the aroma

have a fairly good sense of what fancy mushrooms

moment I do, it hits me. The smell is all wrong. They’re earthy, but there’s something off

chemicals. Frowning, I run my finger along

a face when it

I ask flatly, locking

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

aren’t even real mushrooms, let alone black truffles,” I growl, feeling

Like I’m gonna pay ten grand for some mulch

“Listen, I—”

grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him close,

pocket. “Bad move,” I

recognize as

me go.”

back, my eyes still locked onto

back to my

disappointment. All of this… over truffles? What kind of weird

go back to Abby empty-handed.

I’ll find them if it’s the last thing I