Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 398

Karl

I sit in my office, the plans for the party shifting from a regular holiday gathering to a masquerade. The change feels refreshing, and much to my surprise, I find myself smiling as I work.

The party is this weekend, which is only a few days away; I feel bad making it on such short notice, but I know that people will come. And besides, I’m more concerned about Abby being able to make it—not to mention the effect this will have on the upcoming election.

I sigh as I finalize some details for the party. I’m just finishing up a request for a string quartet online. Originally, I was just going to hire a violinist and a pianist, but I decided to make the switch to a string quartet for the masquerade’s sake.

After all, I want this to be big.

I just hope that Abby will be right about the positive effect this will have on the election. With the announcement coming up just next week, I want people to feel like I’m not only a dedicated Alpha, but a fun and exciting one as well.

As much as it pains me to fight against my brother throughout this election, I know that this is my chance to get this edge over him before the election ultimately begins. Sure, he’s got the bloodline and the charisma, but I’ve been filling in as an ideal Alpha for years since he was in his coma.

I need to make sure that people remember that.

“Marcus, make sure to send out the updated party invitations by the end of the night,” I say into the earpiece I’ve got in my ear. “I don’t want this to be too last-minute.”

“Of course, Karl,” Marcus replies.

The ear pieces we started using between me, Marcus, and Sarah since the election plans began have been a godsend in this huge house. With so much going on, I can’t afford to be spending time running back and forth across the mansion just to relay a single command to my Beta.

I lean back in my chair, thinking about the masquerade. “This was a good idea, Abby,” I say to myself with a soft chuckle as I look down at the computer screen in front of me.

I can’t help it; there’s a smile playing on my lips as I imagine Abby by my side in a ballgown, her eyes hidden behind an elegant mask. I wonder what she picked out. I hope it’s at least nearly as beautiful as the white dress she wore to the Alpha gathering.

Oh, who am I kidding? She’d look stunning in a burlap sack.

The thought of her at the masquerade party makes my heart race. I can’t help but think that maybe after this weekend, I’ll finally be able to convince her to be with me completely, to make our relationship official.

The prospect of having her by my side, not just as a casual partner, but as my Luna once more, fills me with a sense of longing and anticipation.

Hell, maybe I can convince her to finally come home. She can let go of that restaurant in the city; if she wants, I’ll fund a new restaurant for her here. She won’t need to scrape by anymore to make ends meet. She won’t need to work so much.

She can just delegate and work in the kitchen once in a while.

I glance at the picture of Abby and me on my desk, memories of our marriage flooding back. The warmth of her smile, the way she used to look at me with those eyes that held a universe of emotions.

The picture is a reminder of what we once had and what I hope we can have again, and I’m determined to make that happen.

But as I sit here, my wolf stirs inside of me. “That’s not what she wants and you know it,” he hisses, annoyed by my arrogance.