#Chapter 58: Getaway Driver
I’m pacing my living room, a glass of whiskey in hand, lost in my thoughts. The night has been a
coc ktail of emotions—high spirits at the party, laughter with Abby… And then, of course, there was the
palpable tension with Chloe.
I thought I had managed to keep my feelings under wraps, maintain the casual facade. But Chloe had
to go and ruin it, filling the air with words like poison darts.
“Stay away from him,” she had whispered to Abby, not knowing that I was within earshot.
Who the hell does she think she is?
I throw myself onto the leather chair, my fingers gripping the armrests, the echo of Chloe’s words still
fresh in my mind. “Stay away from him,” she had said, as though her voice could erect a wall between
Abby and me—a wall I’m not certain even I could scale at this point.
“What is her problem?” I growl to myself, my thoughts a whirlwind of frustration.
“She clearly dislikes you,” my wolf interjects, his voice a rumbling presence in the depths of my
consciousness.
“You think I can’t see that? And it’s not the first time, either,” I retort, my mind slipping back in time, to
another party, another confrontation.
It had been a similar occasion. Friends, laughter, a lively atmosphere.
Abby had been radiant, the center of my universe. But then Chloe had started arguing with me. About
what, I can barely remember.
What I do recall is the anger, my territorial instincts flaring up, the undeniable urge to assert my
dominance. I had ended up kicking her out of the party.
The aftermath was equally vivid. Abby had been furious, her eyes ablaze with a fire I had rarely seen.
“You’re trying to ruin my friendships, Karl,” she had yelled, her voice strained with emotion. She had left
with Chloe, her best friend, her confidant. Abby hadn’t come home for two days. When she finally did,
the atmosphere between us had been colder than a winter night.
she’d told me, her voice
be nice to my friends, then
hands down my face, the weight of the
ever have a chance with Abby again, am I
around her friends who
the best husband,” my wolf remarks, a touch of reproach
her. What do you
up. And I’m working d mn hard to be a better man—to be the
voice tinged with bitterness. “But it’s
willing to give me a chance to prove I’ve
sees it,” my wolf whispers, his voice softening. “She might
she wouldn’t allow you back into her
has.”
the chair, letting the words sink in, a tiny glimmer of
see the changes in me. And maybe, just maybe, that
to rebuild what
the coffee table, ripping
my ever-efficient
“Hello?”
home next weekend,” she
meeting. Can you come?”
ever since I moved to the
it off
say, gritting my teeth.
feeling the weight of my double life—the life I left behind and the one I’m struggling
juggling act, and sometimes I drop the
my phone buzzes again, pulling me
dread mingling with anticipation. It’s late. Why
calling?
answer, trying to keep my
tinged with anxiety. “I had to get off the subway. I’m a
lost. And—”
me your location. I’m coming to get you,” I interrupt, my heart pounding. In a
by a primal
the door, locking my apartment with an urgency that mirrors
I’m in my car in record time, my phone guiding
what the hell
throwing flour at each other like a couple of lovestruck teens, and the
her to keep her distance. And now here
middle of the night
villain in their narrative,
thought is cut short as my phone indicates that I’m nearing Abby’s location. My
lit streets, eventually catching sight of her standing
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