Chasing His Kickass Luna Back
Chapter 0332

Abby

It's well past two in the morning by the time I unlock the front door to my apartment. My feet are so sore that all I can think about is collapsing onto the couch, but I also smell like a kitchen and there's a solid layer of sweat coating my entire body, so the shower comes first.

I quickly shed my chef's uniform and turn on the hot water. While the bathroom fills with steam, I comb out my tangled hair and allow myself a few moments to just breathe.

The Alpha gathering was a success; a huge success. And although my parting with Karl was bittersweet, I feel like a new door has opened on the next chapter of my life.

With a satisfied smile, I climb into the shower and let the hot water cascade over me. I spend a long time just scrubbing, washing away the grime from cooking all night. By the time I'm finished, I feel as though I've just shed a whole layer of skin, and I step out of the shower feeling like a new woman.

After drying, I wrap my hair in a towel and grab my plush robe. I wrap it around myself, reveling in the warmth and comfort, and then get to work with my various lotions, ointments, and perfumes. But I'm just finishing up brushing my teeth when I hear my doorbell ring.

Instantly, the nerves in my body coil. It's well past two in the morning now; who the hell could be visiting now?

As I'm hesitating, the doorbell goes off again. I tentatively make my way out to the foyer, my heart in my throat. Is it one of my staff, maybe? A neighbor?

But then, as I peek through the peephole, my heart nearly stops. It's not either of those things.

It's Karl.

I quickly unlock the door and swing it open. Karl looks somewhat disheveled, his hair windswept and his expression conflicted. He's still wearing his tuxedo from earlier, although his tie is loosened and his jacket is missing.

“Karl?” I stammer, utterly surprised.

“Hey,” he says, his voice a mix of uncertainty and what sounds like determination. “Can I come in?” "Sure, but... What are you doing here? I thought you went home.”

Karl runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. “I... I got halfway home, and I couldn't do it,” he admits. “Abby, I couldn't just leave you like that. I had to come back.”

I'm taken aback. I don't know what to say; he came back for me? But what about his pack? What about his duties?

But before I can fully process what's happening, he’s stepping forward, closing the distance between us. Our lips meet in a passionate, hungry kiss. The world fades away, and I'm left in a void of nothingness with him, my body coursing with electricity.

The kiss lingers for a long time before I finally work up the strength to pull away. My heart is pounding in my chest, my eyes wide. “Karl...”

Karl's eyes are dark with desire as he looks at me. “Abby,” he murmurs, his voice husky, “can I come in?"

I nod and step aside to let him enter. He walks in, and I close the door behind him. The air is charged with tension, and neither of us speaks a word as we lock eyes.

“Karl, what did you come here for?” I find myself asking, although I think I already know the answer. He stares at me for a moment, looking just as incredulous as I feel, and then his hand raises to my cheek. His thumb strokes my skin. I can smell his cologne even from here. And it's in that moment that I know for sure.

My hand shakes slightly as I raise it to pull the towel off of my hair, letting my damp hair cascade over my shoulders. The air seems to suck out of the room then as I reach for the belt on my robe.

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