#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.
me, her voice heavy with
be nice to my friends, then don’t
my face, the weight of the past settling
ask out loud. “If I ever have a
life tiptoeing around her friends who can’t
my wolf remarks, a touch of reproach
her. What do you
And I’m working d mn hard
voice tinged with bitterness. “But it’s like no one can see
to give me a chance to
softening. “She might not fully realize it
you. Otherwise, she wouldn’t allow you back into her
has.”
letting the words sink in, a tiny glimmer
see the changes in me. And maybe,
to rebuild what
phone buzzes on the coffee table, ripping me from
Gianna, my
“Hello?”
weekend,” she says without
meeting. Can you come?”
The pack. The responsibilities I’ve been skirting ever since I moved to the
off
say, gritting my
life—the life I left behind and
a constant juggling act, and sometimes I drop
phone buzzes again, pulling me back to
dread mingling with anticipation. It’s late. Why
calling?
answer, trying to keep my voice
It’s me,” she stammers, her voice 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 second, all
replaced by a primal urge to
and head for the door, locking my apartment with an
in my car in record time, my phone guiding
mulling over what the hell
other like a couple of lovestruck teens, and
her life because her best friend tells her to keep her
of the night when she needs
in their narrative, or just a
cut short as my phone indicates that I’m
catching sight of her standing under a
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