Chasing His Kickass Luna Back Chapter 253

Abby

I had just turned eighteen, and I wasn’t expecting the words that my father had uttered.

“Abby,” he had said, “we found your fated mate. You’ll be marrying him in the spring.”

The emotions that had passed through my mind at that time had ranged from excitement to fury. Finding my fated mate was one thing, but being married so soon? And why?

“He’s from a good family,” my father had said. “You’ll be happy, I promise. He’s going to be an Alpha someday, I’m sure of it.”

But I was having none of it. When I met Karl, despite his handsome appearance and charming demeanor, I was furious. Our parents left us alone in the garden to get to know each other, but I just folded my arms and refused to even look his way.

Until he spoke, that is.

“Hey,” he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. “Wanna go for a run?”

I hesitated, finally meeting his gaze. “What?”

“I said,” he repeated, “wanna go for a run?” As he spoke, he jerked his head toward the tree line, where the forest began.

“In our wolf forms?” I asked, furrowing my brow. Karl nodded.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure if it was a good idea. But when I glanced over and saw that our parents had long since disappeared, I knew we could get away with it; and I couldn’t deny the safety and warmth I felt beneath Karl’s brown-eyed gaze.

"Okay," I replied, a hint of excitement and nervousness in my voice.

We made our way to the tree line, and once we were out of sight, we shifted.

My fur was a beautiful, pristine white, while Karl’s was a vibrant shade of red. We stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of each other in our wolf forms. The connection between us felt electric, as if our souls were speaking a language only we could understand.

Karl approached me with a playful nudge, and I reciprocated. We circled each other, getting closer and closer until our noses met. Our scents filled the air, sweet and intoxicating, and it filled us both with exhilaration.

With a shared glance, we took off, our powerful legs carrying us effortlessly through the forest. Snow sprayed up around us as we raced through the trees, weaving and dodging with grace and precision.

The sheer exhilaration of it all made my heart race, and I couldn’t help but let out joyous yips of excitement.

Eventually, we came upon a breathtaking sight—a frozen creek that glistened in the winter sunlight. The ice sparkled like diamonds, creating a mesmerizing glow.

Karl and I shifted back into our human forms, our bodies tingling with residual energy from our run. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the enchanting scene in front of us. It was like something out of a fairy tale.

But before I could say anything, I felt a hand under my chin. I turned to see Karl staring down at me, his fingers brushing my cheek.

Our eyes locked, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. The world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us, our souls laid bare.

And then, he leaned in, his lips meeting mine in a soft, sweet kiss.

It was our first kiss, and it was more magical than I could have ever imagined. Our lips moved together with a tender urgency, and I felt our souls intertwine in a way that words could never express.

When we finally pulled away, we were both breathless, our breaths creating white mist in the air. We gazed into each other’s eyes, and at that moment, I knew.

Karl and I were truly fated.

…

It feels like hours have passed, and I’m still trapped in this frigid car, surrounded by the relentless snowstorm.

The chill has seeped into my bones, making every minute feel like an eternity. I keep holding out hope that someone will arrive, and I keep myself warm by intermittently turning the car on in short bursts to keep myself from freezing to death.

But then, as I’m just starting to warm up for what feels like the millionth time, the car goes dark and quiet.

The battery just died.

“God dammit!” I screech, slamming my freezing hands on the steering wheel. “Fuck you, fuck this, and fuck me!”

But my screams receive no response. I’m completely alone, alone with nothing but the snow and this stupid dress to keep my company.

I huddle in the car, my teeth chattering as I try to conserve whatever warmth I have left. The sky is pitch black, and the howling wind outside only adds to the desolation.

My mind races with thoughts of Karl, of the party, and of my own foolishness for getting caught in this situation. Once again, I try to call him, but it’s no use. I still have no service and I need to be careful about saving my phone battery.

I wish I could shift into my wolf form to keep warm, but my wolf has still been mostly dormant, only appearing sporadically when Karl is close with me, which just makes me even angrier.

It’s as if she’s abandoned me when I need her the most. I call out to her, my voice filled with desperation.

“Why now? Why won’t you help me?” I mutter. “It’s not fair. You can’t just show up when you want and disappear when I need you.”

But my wolf remains unresponsive, and I’m left to face this dire situation alone. Fear creeps in, and I wrap myself tighter in my coat, hoping to ward off the cold that threatens to consume me.

As I sit in the darkness, my heart skips a beat when I see what appears to be headlights in the distance. My breath catches, and I peer through the snow-covered windshield, squinting to get a better look.

Is it another car? Is someone coming to help me?

I desperately reach for the car’s keys, trying to turn the ignition despite knowing that the battery is dead. In my frantic state of mind I keep thinking that by some miracle, the car will come back to life.

But it’s in vain, and the engine remains silent..

In the distance, the headlights grow brighter, and I can make out the shape of a vehicle approaching. My hands clutch the steering wheel, and I prepare to do anything to get their attention. I flash my car’s headlights, hoping that the other driver will see the signal.

"Come on, please see me," I whisper to myself, my voice trembling with anticipation.

But as the other car comes closer, it becomes clear that the heavy snowfall is obscuring their view.

My heart sinks as they pass by me, their headlights fading into the distance. They didn’t see me. It’s too dark, too snowy.

Desperation takes hold, and I can’t stay in the car any longer. I need to do something to get their attention. With trembling hands, I open the car door and step out into the freezing cold. The snow crunches under my boots as I wave my arms wildly, trying to make myself visible through their rearview mirror.

“Hey! Stop!” I shout into the storm, my voice barely audible over the wind.

But the other car continues on its way, seemingly oblivious to my distress. Panic surges within me as I watch them disappear into the whiteout.

“No, no, no,” I mutter, tears stinging my eyes as I realize that I'm still alone and trapped in this frozen nightmare.

I retreat back into the car, defeated and shivering. The hope that had briefly filled me has turned into a heavy sense of isolation and despair. I wrap my arms around myself, trying to preserve what little warmth I have left.

The minutes drag on, and it feels like I’m running out of time. The snow keeps piling up around the car, and the temperature inside drops with every passing moment. I reach for my phone once more, hoping for a signal, but it’s still no use. Why even bother at this point?

As I sit there in the darkness, a sense of helplessness washes over me.

I feel small and insignificant in the face of nature’s wrath. The thought of Karl and the party seem like distant memories, fading into the cold abyss.

And then I see it.

Bright headlights—no, high beams—flashing through the darkness, illuminating the entire road.

And a big, bright red pickup truck, headed straight for me.