#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
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 uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

arms, and it always made me feel better. I haven’t realized just

missed that until now.

you?” The lady returns her hug, then takes a step back. “I

other night, but

than I’d care to admit. I used to

the way she looks at me makes me feel like

think of our

Truly,” the woman

we watch Abby lead the woman to her table,

what we’re still doing here, but

moments later with a drink, placing it down at the

a moment, before Abby moves on to the customers beside her.

her customers

to admit it to myself, but I missed seeing her

so,’ as

days building our home and making it

to

Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something

with, not even an Alpha. She levels me with a glare. “Karl,

friends. Of course, your ex-wife just had to own

Tiffany,”

tracking Abby as she moves through

realize she’s not going to talk to me.

olive skin and a sharp black

bland smile.

amiably to the

recognize one of the men smiling up

wolf growls.

I really need

want to fold her into my arms and pretend the

never happened. But it

forgotten why we separated? I say. I can’t stop the pictures of her

my mind. There was so much evidence, and my wolf knows

he’s so adamant I get

my wolf replies. Our bond

off. If you don’t listen to me, he growls. I’ll kill

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