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.”

ragged breath, his eyes searching mine

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

“I thought I was going to lose

heavy and thick. I can feel his body

heart pounds so loudly in my chest that I’m sure he can hear it.

that led me here, our faces draw

stop, frozen just before our lips

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

from my eyes to the

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

rising to his feet.

reply, my voice filled with a combination of regret

him pull me to my feet. For a second, our

feel a surge of something

moment is gone, dissipated as if it was never

around the cave, my mind spinning. How did we end up here? What is this place? And,

why did my wolf feel so inexplicably pulled toward this hidden

now, locking them away in a

for the odd twist of fate that brought us

saved us from capture, that gave us a moment to

and

breaking the silence that

I echo, my mind still racing, still trying to catch

one way to put it,

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

in a cave—a

whatever else had a hand in the events of

leads,” Karl

emotional rollercoaster of the past

out.”

importantly, how to

cautiously, our footsteps echoing eerily between the calls

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

water, which is oddly refreshing after the hike through the forest. Surprisingly, there are no