Chasing His Kickass Luna Back
Chapter 0413

Abby

"Hey. Looking for a sous chef tonight?”

Karl's unexpected presence in the kitchen startles me, and my heart skips a beat as I turn to face him.

For a moment, we just look at each other. His easy smile and the mischievous glint in his eyes make my cheeks flush with warmth. The proximity between us feels electric, and I can’t help but wonder if he can sense the rapid beating of my heart.

I glance at the bustling kitchen and then back at Karl. “Are you sure?” I ask, a hint of surprise in my voice. “I mean, you don't have to. I'm sure you have other things to be doing right now.”

He chuckles, that deep, warm sound that never fails to make my heart race. “I'm sure,” he replies, taking a step closer. “I want to help. Plus, cooking together sounds like fun, don't you think?”

I nod, unable to hide the smile that tugs at my lips. “Alright then, welcome to the team.” I gesture to the ingredients laid out on the counter. “Let's get started.”

We fall into a rhythm, working side by side, our elbows occasionally bumping as we move around the kitchen. There's a sense of camaraderie between us as we work, and I can't deny the thrill of having Karl so close. The tantalizing scent of the food fills the air, but it's Karl's presence that really fills my senses.

At one point, we both reach for a pot at the same time, and our bodies collide. My heart pounds in my chest as our faces are suddenly inches apart.

"Woah there,” Karl coos, his brown eyes meeting mine.

“Sorry,” I murmur. But before I can step away, Karl's arm is sliding around my waist, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me.

I can’t stop him; he's picking me up gently off of the floor and moving me to the side, placing me back down behind him. The motion seems so fluid, so natural for him, and I'm left feeling weak in the knees.

With a sly smirk, he whispers, “You might want to stay out of my way, Abby. This is a kitchen, not a nightclub.”

His words leave me breathless, and I can feel my wolf's yearning inside of me perfectly echoing my own desires. I manage to stammer out a response, “I'll try my best; so long as you stay out of my way, too.”

Karl's smirk widens, and he releases his grip around my waist.

“No promises,” he says, his voice low and husky.

I swallow, stepping away and averting my gaze before he can see the blush in my cheeks.

“He wants you,” my wolf purrs, aroused by Karl's closeness just now. “You two should—"

“I need to focus,” I answer as I return to my work. “No time for... that.”

As we continue to cook, our closeness lingers, the tension between us simmering beneath the surface. The dishes start to take shape, and the anticipation builds. Finally, after what feels like both an eternity and a fleeting moment, we take a step back to admire our creations.

The sight of the beautifully prepared dishes fills me with a sense of accomplishment, and I can't help but smile. There's enough time on the clock for us to get ready, and everything looks perfect. I turn to Karl, our eyes locking for a moment, and we share a triumphant high-five.

"Great job," he says, his voice soft and sincere, although there's still a hint of that earlier mischief there.

“You too,” I reply, my heart feeling lighter than it has in a long time.

With the cooking completed, I rush upstairs to get dressed for the masquerade. The clock is ticking, and I need to get ready quickly. I glance at myself in the mirror, a gasp escaping my lips at the sight. "God, I look like a mess,” I murmur, quickly untangling my hair from its ponytail and slipping out of my dirty kitchen attire.

“A hot mess,” my wolf chimes in. “But Karl still wanted you, so what does that say?”

"Oh, hush,” I reply, my face turning a shade of red as I turn on the shower. It's been so long since my wolf was regularly active that it feels strange for her to be speaking to me so much, but it's not unwelcome.

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