Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

Why did I do this?

My heart is in my throat as I leap towards the waterfall, propelled by some inexplicable force that tugs at

the wolf that lives inside of me. The world blurs and turns into a swirling tornado of color and sound, and I

brace myself for the icy plunge.

But it never comes. Instead, after a cacophony of cold water and sharp breaths, my feet hit solid ground,

jolting me to a sudden stop. I blink, disoriented. Why am I not submerged in water? I thought that I would

be swimming beneath an icy current, but I’m not.

I glance up, my eyes widening. I’m in a cave—a secret, hidden cave concealed behind the curtain of

water.

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Before I can even begin to process this turn of events, a crashing sound erupts from the waterfall, and

suddenly, Karl bursts through, stumbling forward and landing right on top of me. We both fall to the ground

in a heap of limbs.

“Abby!” he exclaims an instant later, his eyes wide, filled with a mixture of relief and panic. “Why did you

do that? I thought you—”

Our faces are inches apart. I can feel his breath on my skin, warm and shaky. His eyes bore into mine, a

deep well of emotions that I can’t quite decipher. It’s a strange, electrifying moment; time seems to stretch,

elongating the seconds, amplifying the tension that pulses between us.

“I’m okay,” I breathe, unable to tear my gaze away from his. “I’m fine, Karl.”

mine as if looking

I’m really not hurt. “I thought you

in disbelief, swallowing. “I thought I was going to

hang in the air, heavy and thick. I can feel his body pressed against mine; he’s tense

sure he can

led me here, our faces draw

stop, frozen just before our

lingers, a silent eternity filled with what-ifs and

my eyes to

out where we are,” he stammers, awkwardly extricating himself from me

rising to his feet.

my voice filled with a

I take it, letting him pull me to my feet. For a second, our hands linger,

surge of something warm

we let go, and the moment is gone, dissipated as if it was never even there to

mind spinning. How did

so inexplicably

now, locking them away in a corner of my mind

for the odd twist of fate that brought us here, to this

the mystery that saved us from capture, that gave

guards and the unblinking gaze

that

still

one way to put

heart is still pounding from the almost-moment that took place between Karl and

in a cave—a secret cave that we stumbled into

fate or whatever else had a hand in the events of

Let’s see where this leads,” Karl suggests, his

nod, pushing aside the emotional rollercoaster of the past few minutes. “Yeah. We need to figure

out.”

importantly, how to get out,”

cautiously, our footsteps echoing eerily between the

and unexpected dips in the pathway. The cave’s walls drip

water, which is oddly refreshing after the hike through the forest. Surprisingly, there