Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#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.

tried to brush off his comment, focusing on the golden brown mini quiches in the

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

once appetizing aroma was quickly replaced by the acrid smell of burnt food.

billowing out, the

mn it!” I exclaimed, my eyes filling with frustrated

from his

his impatience palpable.

feeling small. “I need to start over. Can you help

the weariness and irritation evident. “Abby, I have Alpha

community. And you want

a simple request,” I murmured,

walking away. “This whole party, your

all just… silly.”

Silly.

in the face. My vision blurred with tears. I had

but for us, as a couple, to find our way back to

of

act of taking control, Karl gestured for one

this,” he had ordered curtly, pointing at the kitchen

for me. Without a word, I had stormed

It wasn’t about the burnt h ors d’oeuvres or

and overshadowed

drawing me

help you.”

but I’ve got this. You’ve already been

can head

extricate myself from his grip and head

I notice a presence. I look up to see Karl standing

with his hands

eyes.

said you can go home,” I say, stifling a laugh. “You

entering the office and closing

a

can’t just stand here and watch you work yourself to the bone,”

do.”

heart flutters at his insistence. Part of me wants to

one that’s exhausted and overwhelmed, yearns for

at the towering pile of

all of this for payroll. After that, I’ve got to put in orders for ingredients, and

for renewing the liquor