Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

It’s been raining cats and dogs all morning, but I’m too excited to care. All I can

think about is the anticipation buzzing in my chest as I make my way up the

walkway to the upscale studio where the interviews for the cook-off are being

held.

“Hello,” I say from under my umbrella to a security guard leaning against a post,

looking bored. “Is this the right entrance for the interviews?”

“Yup,” he says, nodding, and gestures to a set of double doors behind him.

“Head in there, take a left, and follow the hallway to the end.”

“Thank you.”

Enter title…

As I step through the doors, my heart rises into my throat. It’s all I can do to

swallow it and force my feet to carry me forward.

I’ve never been on television before. This is going to be both exciting and

terrifying than the former. But, thankfully,

and I feel prepared. I’ve

to go. All that’s left now

then tomorrow

The cook-off.

already almost here. In

studio where I’ll be competing in

Am I just as prepared for that as I

really

aside from the interview and the cook-off,

of dread forming in my stomach—this time, thanks

after tomorrow, only returning in a few weeks for the Alpha

and then leaving again.

a weird way, I took his presence

that. All this time, he’s been putting aside

have so much to show

time? I hope it’s been more than that for him, but I have no

knowing.

Crisp lighting,

the air as I walk down the hall, my heels clicking

about it screams

by an assistant and directed to

salon, complete

glance around and spot the three other contestants—a tall, rugged

him, an older-looking man