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 as if looking for confirmation,

hurt. “I thought you were crazy, jumping through

head in disbelief, swallowing. “I thought I was

words hang in the air, heavy and thick. I can feel his

I’m sure he can hear it. And then,

force that led me here, our faces draw

stop, frozen just

a silent eternity filled with what-ifs and

from my eyes

we are,” he stammers,

rising to his feet.

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

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

feel a surge of something warm and confusing rush through

gone, dissipated as if it was never even there to begin

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

why did my wolf feel so inexplicably pulled toward

locking them away in a corner of

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

saved us from capture, that gave us a moment to breathe,

of guards and the unblinking gaze of

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

still racing, still trying to catch up

way to put it, I

pounding from the almost-moment that took place between Karl

distractions right now. We’re in a cave—a secret cave that we stumbled

had a hand in the

Karl suggests, his eyes scanning

pushing aside the emotional rollercoaster of the past few minutes.

out.”

to

our footsteps echoing eerily between the calls

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

which is oddly refreshing after the hike through