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.”

his eyes searching mine

not hurt. “I thought you were crazy, jumping through the waterfall like

in disbelief, swallowing. “I thought I

air, heavy and thick. I can feel his body pressed against mine;

my chest that I’m sure he can hear it.

force that led me here, our faces

we stop, frozen just before our lips

lingers, a silent eternity filled with what-ifs and almosts, until Karl slowly pulls back,

my eyes to the

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

rising to his feet.

voice filled with a combination of regret and nervous

it, letting him pull me to my feet. For

of something warm and

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

How did we end up here? What is this

feel so inexplicably pulled toward this hidden

push the questions aside for now, locking them away in a corner

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

the mystery that saved us from capture, that gave us a

of guards and the unblinking

breaking the silence that has settled

still racing, still trying

to

from the almost-moment that took place between Karl and me.

in a cave—a secret cave that we stumbled into

a hand in the

where this leads,” Karl suggests, his eyes scanning the

nod, pushing aside the emotional rollercoaster of the past

out.”

importantly, how to

echoing eerily between the

path is treacherous, littered with rocks and unexpected dips in the pathway.

is oddly refreshing after the hike through the