Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 328

Abby

The rest of the night goes by in a whirlwind. John, Anton, and I are like a well-oiled machine, sending out plate after plate of well-received meals. There are a few complaints and dishes that are sent back, but we handle everything in stride.

“Abby, table seven sent back their steak,” Daisy says, returning with the plate. “They asked for medium well and they got medium rare.”

I nod at John, who is already throwing another steak on the grill. “Tell them we’re sorry, and bring them another appetizer while we make a new one,” I say without batting an eye.

Daisy nods and disappears, leaving the three of us in our element again.

“You know, despite a couple of hiccups here and there, tonight has been pretty much seamless,” John points out as he watches the steak.

He’s right; it has been seamless, in more ways than one. For the most part, at least. I keep thinking about the fleeting dance I shared with Karl, and no matter how much I try, I can’t get it off my mind. And although I won’t admit it to Chloe or anyone else, I don’t think I want to get it off my mind.

But I don’t know where things will go from here, and that’s the confusing part. For all I know, Karl may go home to his pack to focus on his Alpha duties, and I’ll get caught up in my work, and that will be the end of whatever is happening between us.

And frankly, I don’t know which outcome I’m hoping for. Do I want it to fizzle out on a good note with this last magical night on my mind, or do I want to open myself up to a second heartbreak?

Before I can process my thoughts, suddenly, out of nowhere, Mr. Thompson strides into the kitchen.

“Abby,” he says, his eyes meeting mine. There’s a serious look in his gaze. “Do you have a moment?”

Fearing the worst, I glance at John and Anton, who give me a subtle nod to indicate that they’ve got the kitchen under control.

“Yes,” I reply. “What do you need, Mr. Thompson?”

“Follow me.”

My heart leaps into my throat as I wipe my hands on my apron and follow him out into the hallway.

The three judges from the cook-off—Vanessa, Logan, and Xavier—are standing there, and my stomach churns with nervousness. I saw each of them on their own tonight, but wasn’t expecting to see them together again; and especially not right now.

“Good evening,” I manage to say, trying to keep my composure. “Is everything alright?”

Vanessa steps forward with a warm smile. “Everything is more than alright, Abby,” she says in that gentle, soothing voice of hers. “We just wanted to congratulate you on a successful Alpha gathering. The food tonight has been outstanding.”

I can’t help but smile as a sense of relief washes over me. “Thank you so much,” I murmur. “It’s been an honor to cook for all of you.”

Xavier then steps forward. “Abby, since tonight has been such a success, we may have more opportunities for you,” he says. “It could involve traveling overseas for some special culinary experiences. We can’t give you all the details right now, but we wanted to let you know. If you’re not interested in traveling, we won’t bother you with it.”

My heart skips a beat at his words. “Really?” I ask, taken aback.

He nods. “Yes. Is that something you’d be interested in, Abby?”

Even though I don’t know the details, the thought of traveling overseas for new opportunities fills me with excitement, and I find myself nodding vigorously. “Y-Yes, of course,” I manage. “Thank you for this opportunity. I’d love to hear more about it.”