Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 4

Abby

How did Karl even end up here? I look around at the bar and frown. This is the best bar in the capital. I just didn’t count on running into him.

I mean, I knew he was in the capital, but I didn’t think we’d ever cross paths. A part of me hoped I’d never run into him anywhere ever again.

Damn, he’s as handsome as ever, though. I don’t want to notice it, but I do. His soft brown hair falls across his forehead, and I have to resist the urge to reach up and push it back. His gaze narrows and there’s some sort of emotion I can’t place churning in his deep brown eyes.

Somewhere inside of me, I can feel my wolf perking up a bit and I have to resist the powerful urge to lean into him. Just being near him again makes my sleeping wolf stir.

“What the hell?” I say, forcing myself to remember how pissed I am. If he wants to play games, then so can I. “Sir, who are you to talk to me like that? What could ever give you the courage to be so rude to a complete stranger?”

The line of his jaw hardens. Over his shoulder, I can see Adam looking back and forth between us. “A stranger, is it? Well, let me formally introduce myself then. I’m Karl, your ex-husband.”

“Ex-husband? Well then, you should know we’re divorced now, and this has nothing to do with you, so if you don’t mind.” I move to step around him, but he shifts with me, blocking my escape.

“We used to be very close,” he says. “It’s my duty to care for you.”

“Well, in the legal sense, we’re no more than strangers.”

I move to step around him again, and he grabs my arm. I tense immediately. “Have you been dating a different man every day since the divorce?”

I pull my arm free and take a step back. “What, have you been spying on me? Are you that ridiculously jealous and prideful?”

“What do I have to spy on you for?” he snarls. “I came here for the Alpha party, not you. It’s not my fault I found myself cornered. I just don’t understand why you keep dating different guys. What, Justin wasn’t good enough for you?”

I shake my head. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “Justin, our gardener? I haven’t seen him since I left your house!” Justin was a good man and a talented gardener. We were friendly, and I always thought he was handsome, but that was it.

He snorts. “Because he’s just a gardener, right? Figured you’d need a young talent to provide for you instead?”

His conspiratorial tone makes my temper flare. Who is he to question me after everything? He’s the one who ended things, not me.

He waits, his shoulders tense. I know he thinks I’m going to tangle with him, but there’s no point. I’ve moved to the capital and created a life for myself here. A good life. There’s no point in letting him drag me back into the past.

“Now that I’ve moved to the capital to redevelop, we might as well leave everything in the past. There’s no point in dragging this out, is there? We don’t have a relationship now, anyway, so no need to pretend you care about me.”

I shove past him, and this time he doesn’t stop me. He turns and his scowl deepens when he sees me take Adam's hand. Adam, to his credit, stands up straighter, doing his best not to be intimidated by the Alpha standing before him.

“I like the Ritz, don’t you?” I say to Adam, turning my back to Karl. I can’t help but antagonize him a little.

Adam smiles down at me. “I have a $30,000 mattress at home. Why don’t we put it to good use?”