#Chapter 50: A Little Help
Abby

“You… Want to help?”

I’m taken aback. It’s not quite like Karl to willingly offer help, especially in the middle of the night like

this. In fact, the very thought of it instantly whisks me back to a memory that was buried in the deep

recesses of my mind from when we were married. novelbin

“Karl, could you pass me the pepper?” I had called out from our spa cious kitchen, my hands full as I

tried to juggle several trays of h ors d’oeuvres.

New Year’s Eve was tonight, and I had wanted to throw an unforgettable party for our friends. I had

spent days now focusing on my preparations. Everything had to be perfect.

The house was buzzing with energy. But instead of the joyful kind, it felt tense.

Karl’s se rvants moved around the house like shadows, silently and efficiently, executing his orders.

While I loved that our home came with a staff that made everything seem effortless, I wanted to be

involved in the preparations.

I wanted it to feel personal.

“Abby, let them handle it,” Karl had said, his voice strained.

His face was buried in his phone, undoubtedly dealing with some Alpha matters. The life of the leader

of our pack was never easy, and often the weight of it all rested heavily on his shoulders.

But this party was important to me. A fresh start, a new year, a way to reconnect with Karl after what

felt like months of him being distant.

“I want to do it,” I had insisted, rolling up my sleeves. “This is something I enjoy.”

Karl had only shot me a brief glance, his chocolatey eyes filled with the kind of exasperation you’d

expect from someone juggling the weight of the world.

“You always make things more difficult than they need to be,” he had muttered.

focusing on the golden

was going well, until, in my distraction, the h ors d’oeuvres were left

the acrid smell of burnt food. Panic settled in as

opened the oven, smoke billowing out, the

exclaimed, my

away from his

his impatience palpable.

got distracted,” I stammered, feeling small. “I need to start over.

the weariness and irritation evident. “Abby, I have

And

was just a simple request,” I murmured,

walking away. “This whole party, your insistence

all just… silly.”

Silly.

blurred with tears. I

for us, as a

in the mundanity of life that would reconnect

taking control, Karl gestured

this,” he had ordered curtly, pointing at

the last straw for me. Without a word, I had stormed out

h ors d’oeuvres

unimportant, and overshadowed by the looming ‘Alpha

and drawing me back out of my

help you.”

rubbing my temples. “Karl, I appreciate it, but I’ve got

can head

from his grip and head back

my chair, I notice a presence. I look up

hands in his pockets

eyes.

go home,” I say, stifling a

entering the office and

lock onto mine, a steely determination

to the bone,” he

do.”

flutters at his insistence. Part of me wants

one that’s exhausted and overwhelmed, yearns

towering

this for payroll. After that, I’ve got to

renewing

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