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.”

eyes searching mine as if looking for confirmation,

I’m really not hurt. “I thought you were crazy, jumping through the

in disbelief, swallowing. “I

thick. I can feel his body pressed against mine;

in my chest that I’m sure he can hear it. And then, as if pulled

force that led me here, our

stop, frozen just before our lips

what-ifs and almosts, until Karl slowly

eyes to the cave

he

rising to his feet.

reply, my voice filled with a combination of regret and nervous

a hand, and I take it, letting him pull me

of something warm and confusing rush

dissipated as if it was never even there

mind spinning. How did we end up here?

why did my wolf feel so inexplicably pulled toward this

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

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

that saved us from capture, that gave us a

guards and the unblinking gaze

Karl says, breaking the silence that has settled between us. “This

my mind still racing, still trying to catch

way to

still pounding from the almost-moment that took

now. We’re in a cave—a

dumb luck or fate or whatever else had a hand in the events of

then. Let’s see where this leads,” Karl suggests,

rollercoaster of the past

out.”

how to get out,” Karl

echoing eerily between the

treacherous, littered with rocks and unexpected dips in the pathway. The cave’s walls drip

after the hike through the forest.