Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 1

Abby

“If you want to meet with the Alpha, you’ll have to book ahead of time. And he’s booked out for three months.”

The cool words of Karl’s secretary run through my mind for the millionth time. I tried reminding her he’s also my husband, but it didn’t matter.

He’s been so busy with work that I haven’t spoken to him in a month. But it’s finally Christmas and all the Alphas are expected to be home celebrating with their families.

I stop in front of the mirror one last time, just to make sure everything’s perfect. I run my fingers through my silky black hair, marveling at the new color. He loves black hair, so I decided to surprise him. I’m wearing a red lingerie set I bought especially for tonight and red lipstick to match.

I feel Karl's presence, and turn to look at him, a wide smile already on my face. I have to resist the urge to run across the room and jump into his arms.

His expression is unreadable. His brown eyes meet mine, but there’s none of the usual warmth when he looks at me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, taking a step forward. His eyes sweep over me, but he doesn’t comment on what I’m wearing, or my hair.

“Abby.” His voice is harsh, and I shrink back a little.

“Let’s get a divorce.”

Three Years Later

“Hey, Abby.”

I smile at my restaurant manager, Olivia. “Hey, how are things going out here?” I walk around the front desk to stand beside her.

“Another busy night, it seems.”

I look around at the packed restaurant. “Sure, is.”

A sudden feeling of pride flows through me. When I started here, hardly anyone knew about this place. Now it’s one of the most popular eateries in the capital, all thanks to me and my team.

My best friend Chloe walks in with her friend, Jennine, her smile widening at the sight of me behind the counter. She walks up and nods hello to Olivia.

“Look at you.” Chloe practically beams with excitement, and I can’t help but grin. “If he could see you now.” I don’t have to ask to know she’s talking about Karl.

It’s been three years since the divorce. At first, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I felt lost without my role as Luna, but now I own a restaurant and I’m a chef. It might not be what I expected, but I’m happy.

“He’d go crazy if he saw you like this,” Chloe continues. He certainly would. I don’t think he’d be able to handle knowing that his ex-wife is doing what I’m doing. But he gave up his right to dictate my life when he ended our marriage without warning.

The door opens, and Emily enters. The minute she sees me behind the desk, a sympathetic look crosses her face. I know she enjoys seeing me like this, but I plaster on my best customer-service smile.

“Hi Emily, how are you?”