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Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 10

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I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it’s definitely not the look that crosses his face. His smile falls, replaced quickly by a frown. He looks genuinely confused, but I force myself not to read too much into it. He could just be faking it. I’m sure his time as an Alpha has taught him a thing or two about acting.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says. He sounds genuine, but I don’t trust him enough to believe he actually is. Not anymore.

He sits on the edge of his desk and his muscles bulge as he adjusts his seat. His suit jacket lies draped across the chair behind him, and his white dress shirt strains as he sits, contouring to his sculpted arms and chest. He crosses his long legs out in front of him.

It’s hard not to be a little distracted by him. I can feel myself being drawn to him, like two magnets. Something in me just wants to cross the room and sink into his muscular arms. I want to feel his lips on mine and his soft hair between my fingers. It was always like that between us, with so much tenderness and passion. It hurts all over again to know none of that tenderness will ever exist again.

“You don’t know what I’m talking about?” I say, desperate to keep the anger alive. Even if he looks great sitting there like that, I’m not going to let him distract me. “My store got shut down today! You came into my restaurant the other night, and now I’m out of business for a month. All because I didn’t give you a timely reservation?!”

His frown deepens, and he narrows his eyes at me. “So, I’m a shameless villain in your mind, is that it?” The way he says it sets my teeth on edge.

He rubs his temples, and I know that means he’s got a terrible headache. He’s always had bad ones. I used to sit up at night with his head in my lap, holding a cold cloth to his forehead. I wonder if Tiffany does that for him now, or if he’s all alone with his pain. Neither option really sits well with me.

“Even if I wanted to do something in retaliation,” he continues. “I would have been open and honest about it. I wouldn’t have stabbed you in the back.” I can tell by the look on his face that he’s genuinely offended.

“Then how do you explain the timing of it?” I say, not budging from my stance. “Or is it just a coincidence?”

He looks up at me, his eyes slightly bloodshot. “Yes, that’s probably how I’d explain it.”

“You’re just showing off your powers,” I continue, ignoring him completely. He will not win any of my sympathy, not now. “You’re trying to dominate me! You’re trying to tell me that my restaurant career is worthless to you!”

The minute I say it, I know that’s the part that hurts the most. As usual, Karl can’t find it in himself to take my work seriously. To him, it’s probably just a silly little business, but to me, it’s my entire world. It’s the one thing I’ve built for myself, the one good thing that came out of the divorce, and now he’s trying to take that from me.

He doesn’t respond for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed. I brace myself. He always gets really silent before he gets really angry. It’s his tell. But I will not cower. Things have changed, and I’m not afraid of him anymore.

His expression smooths out a moment later, and he looks away from me. I’m a little shocked he managed to get his anger under control so quickly. He was never great at that.

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