Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 12 – Feel Jealous
Abby

A cool breeze drifts in through the kitchen window, and I cross the room to peer outside. I live on the

top floor of my building, and I’ve got a great view of a nearby park. Standing at the window, I can hear

the whoosh of the wind, and shouts down on the street.

I’ve been waiting to hear from Karl, but he hasn’t called yet. I need to know if my restaurant can open

tonight, so I can get started on everything. The more time that passes, the more tense I become. I

spent the past fifteen minutes staring at the phone, but like a watched pot, staring at it just made it less

likely to ever ring.

My door buzzes, shocking me from my stupor. I cross the bright space and down a narrow hall to the

door.

I press the button and lean in close. “Hello?”

“Abby, it’s Karl. Mind if I come up?”

I don’t answer for a moment. I didn’t exactly tell him where I live, but I guess I didn’t have to. With all

those investigators working for him, I’m sure he knows everything about my life here. As much as I

want to refuse, I don’t think it will deter him.

“Sure.”

Of course, he couldn’t just call.

I press the button to let him in and open my front door. There are only five floors, and it doesn’t take

long before I hear his footsteps on the stairs. He rounds the corner and smiles when he sees me

standing in the doorway. He’s holding a man by the collar, and he shoves him ahead.

“What are you doing here?” I turn to eye the man with him. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh him?” Karl shoves the man to his knees in front of me. He looks up at Karl with wide eyes, then

turns to me with a pleading look.

“Go on,” Karl says.

“I’m very sorry Abby.” He looks up at me, and I have a hard time meeting his gaze. “I own The Crystal

Palace. I’m the one who made a complaint against your restaurant.”

“Oh.”

Karl snarls at him.

to make it right, and

gives Karl a terrified look. Karl just

turn to Karl.

man jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,” he says, then he scrambles away,

watches him jog down the stairs, a smug look on

necessary?” I ask, folding my arms over

back to me. “He owed you an

it a bit too far?” It’s just

head. “Can I come in?” he asks, looking past me into the apartment.

me a talk.”

sigh but step out of the way. He wanders down the

the green couch and

one of the chairs and I take

me about?” I ask. “I don’t think it’s

wife after a divorce.”

at me, his expression unreadable. “I’m here on behalf of the pack

eyebrows go up. “Is

“How have you been the past few years?”

much for discussing the Alpha

it in for the first time. It’s not very large, but

few large windows look out at the street. The living

winter I painted the cabinets a soft yellow

on the marble

carpets on

my best pots and pans. It’s not

love how

been fine,” I

He nods. “Nice place.”

can’t tell if he really means it, but I don’t have

again, turning back to me. “And you’ve

got a restaurant.” I force a smile. “It’s doing really

it’s never that simple. A lot of things haven’t gone well, but that’s just the nature

and being successful

to put all of myself into it

for Karl to know

“Good, that’s good.”

us. I almost

were never ones for small

feels especially forced

about how I’m doing?” he asks after

but cringe a little. I’ve avoided any mention of him since the divorce.

I stay

him live his perfect life without

me to care about you,” I say, deciding that I should just be honest. “I

with my life. And come on, you’re the Alpha. You can

frowns. “I wish I could move on like you have, but it’s not so

I made