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.

brush off his comment, focusing on

distraction, the h

acrid smell of burnt food.

smoke billowing out, the treats

my eyes filling

finally pulled away from his phone. “What happened?”

his impatience palpable.

feeling small. “I need to start over. Can

expression twisted, the weariness and irritation evident. “Abby, I have Alpha matters to attend

impact the community. And you

a simple request,” I murmured, hurt evident in

was already walking away. “This whole party, your insistence

all just… silly.”

Silly.

slap in the face. My vision blurred with

turn of the year, but for us, as a

in the mundanity of life

of taking control, Karl gestured for one of his se

this,” he had ordered curtly, pointing

for me. Without a word, I had stormed

the burnt h ors d’oeuvres or even the party preparations.

unimportant, and overshadowed

slight smirk and drawing

help you.”

but

you can

extricate myself from

sitting back down in my chair, I

with his hands in his pockets and an amused

eyes.

stifling a laugh. “You don’t need

off the doorframe, entering the office and closing the

mine, a steely determination evident

watch you work yourself to the bone,” he insists. “Just

do.”

his insistence. Part of me wants to

another part, the one that’s exhausted

deep breath, I relent, pointing at the towering pile of paperwork

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

for renewing