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

what I want. I don’t know if I want to get back together,

and it must hurt him more

each lost in our thoughts, the wine bottle danging

fingers.

keep straying to his lips, remembering the feel of

But the gravity of what he’s shared holds

isn’t the time

subject, at least a little bit, “we won’t

the Alpha party?” The words come

of loss I

plan,” he confirms. “Unless you plan on forfeiting your

and joining

heart clenches at the thought.

pride and all

looks at me, a soft smile lifting

chef bow out, can

mood, but the space between

and glance laden with unspoken emotions. We both

if the liquid courage could

how to

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

If you want me to be, that

moment, the world around us