Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

“I feel a little bit like a failure,” he suddenly blurts out. “Like what my pack is

saying about me… that I’m a bad Alpha… might be true.”

My eyes widen. “Karl! Don’t—”

“Abby,” he says, tilting his head back to look up at the sky, “I came here—to this

city—for you. To win you back. No other reason. And I practically abandoned my

pack. I’ve been dealing with everything over the phone, over email.”

His words make my heart sink. I guess I knew that it was true, but hearing it out

loud like this kind of hurts, I’ll admit, and not in the way I would have thought.

I feel a little guilty—guilty for stringing him along like this, guilty for keeping him

here for so long, guilty for allowing him to shirk his responsibilities and lose

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approval as Alpha, all so I could keep him on a leash in case I ever decided to

get back together with him.

And what really sucks is that even now, even as he’s telling me this, I’m still not

don’t know if I want to get

done for me, and it must hurt

lost in our thoughts, the

fingers.

eyes keep straying to his lips, remembering the feel of them on

the

the time for

I murmur, wanting to change the subject,

the Alpha party?” The words come

a sense of loss I

confirms. “Unless you plan on forfeiting

joining me

even as my heart clenches at the thought. “Tempting.

and

looks at me, a soft smile lifting the corners of his mouth. “Of

the famous chef bow out, can

but the space

with unspoken emotions. We both take another

the liquid courage could make this

know,” I start, unsure of how to frame the words that are clawing

throat, “even if I lose tomorrow, I’ll still be your

me to be, that

meet mine, and for a moment, the world around us