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 hav
Abby “Abby, these are so good,” Leah says, humming slightly as she chews her lemon poppyseed muffin. They’re a specialty of mine. Leah, Chloe, and I have a standing afternoon tea date in the capital. Once a week, we get together to catch up on everything we’ve missed.“Thank you,” I say, blushing
Abby“I know there’s a lot to choose from,” Leah says innocently. “So, just pick the ones you want to sleep with the most.”I give her a look, but she just plasters on that innocent smile and waits for me to look at my phone. Beside me, Chloe leans in slightly, trying to get a look at the screen.“F
Abby How did Karl even end up here? I look around at the bar and frown. This is the best bar in the capital. I just didn’t count on running into him. I mean, I knew he was in the capital, but I didn’t think we’d ever cross paths. A part of me hoped I’d never run into him anywhere ever again.Damn,
Karl Tiffany smiles, gazing across at Abby, who seems frozen in her chair behind the counter. I look between them for a moment, and it’s easy to imagine that Abby is drawing all kinds of conclusions about what Tiffany, and I are to each other. I only came to the capital for the Alpha
Abby So, this must be Karl’s lady friend. She’s certainly his type–intelligent looking and refined. She’s wearing neutral clothes, and she seems to look down her nose at just about everyone in the room. She’s the kind of girl Karl always wanted me to be. My wolf perks up at the sight
Karl Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally, if not more, shocked than she is. “Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?” Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfort
Karl I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they found. It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though h