Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 391

Abby

The mention of a ‘special guest’ from Karl catches me off guard, and I can’t help but shoot him a perplexed look. “A special guest?” I echo, a hint of disbelief lacing my voice. “Who is it?”

Karl chuckles softly, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Abby, it’s you. You’re the special guest.”

My brow furrows all on its own, and I decide that this conversation should take place in private. I grab Karl’s arm gently and guide him into a separate room, away from the prying ears of the staff.

Once we’re alone, I press him for answers in a hushed tone of voice. “Karl, what are you talking about? A special guest? Why would I be a special guest?”

Karl leans against a nearby table, his expression softening. “I just wanted to throw the Christmas party a bit early this year, this weekend to be exact,” he begins, his gaze locked onto mine. “I thought... I thought it would give you a chance to attend before you potentially have to return to the city.”

His words take a moment to sink in, and I’m momentarily taken aback by the thoughtfulness of his gesture. A part of me is touched, but another part immediately resists the idea.

“That’s sweet of you, Karl, but you know I can’t just show up at a party here,” I say, feeling a bit bad as I see the disappointment of my rejection momentarily crossing his features. “People will talk, and they already think I might be the Luna again, so it’s… tricky.”

Karl nods in understanding, although his eyes show a flicker of sadness.

“I thought you might say that,” he says quietly. “Look, it’s your choice, Abby. If you’d rather stay in your room and not be seen, I understand completely. But the party will be happening this weekend and the option is there if you want to take me up on it.”

I sigh, conflicted by the situation. I think about how much fun our old holiday parties used to be, the memories of laughter, warmth, and togetherness flooding back.

“Which one?” he asked then, holding up two ties. One was gold to match my eyeshadow, and the other was green to match my dress.

“The green one,” I said, making my way over to him to help him put the tie on. Our breaths mingled in the air between us as I fastened his tie, and he leaned over me, a soft growl escaping his lips.

I smirked as I looked up at him. “Save it for later, Alpha Karl,” I teased. “After the party.”

He chuckled and took my hand, pulling me closer. “Well, then let’s get down there and get it over with,” he said under his breath, although I could see the flicker of mischief in his eyes.

I looped my arm through his, and together we made our way out of the bedroom and down the hallway. The sounds of laughter and conversation drifted up from the staircase, signaling that the party was already in full swing. I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement as we descended the staircase together, arm-in-arm.