#Chapter 85: Housemaid
Abby
I’m in the kitchen organizing my thoughts, sketching out a m ental roadmap for tonight’s three-course
extravaganza as I mumble under my breath.
“Sauvignon Blanc with the salmon… Hmm… Maybe I should prepare cappuccinos with the torte for
dessert…”
Just then, the door swings open, and in walks Karl, bags of groceries in hand. Gianna, his ever-present
secretary, trails closely behind him.
My heart does a little dance at the sight of Karl, a knee-jerk reaction I’ve never been able to fully quell.
Even with my wolf being asleep, the presence he creates when he walks into a room always makes her
lurch in my mind, as though she can always sense him in her sleep.
In a way, it’s frustrating. I want to yell at my wolf for leaving me alone and then momentarily
reappearing every time the man who broke my heart walks into the room, but I know it won’t do any
good.
However, something else is on my mind right now. I can’t help but notice how well they seem to get
along, Gianna laughing at something Karl has just said. A pang of jealousy surges through me.
“Hey, Abby. Got everything you asked for,” Karl announces, setting the bags on the countertop.
I shake off the jealousy, reminding myself that Karl and I are just friends now. “Thank you, both of you.
This means a lot to me.”
“It’s nothing,” Karl replies, a softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn with a mix of nostalgia
and longing. “Need anything else?”
I shake my head. “No. I’m good, thanks.” Then, I turn to Gianna, determined to be cordial. “How are
you doing, Gianna?”
“I’m fine,” she responds tersely, a frosty undertone to her voice. Then, shifting her attention to Karl, she
says, “Could I speak to you privately? We need to sort some things out before the dinner.”
direction as if to say ‘I’ll be back soon.’ They both
Gianna leading the way with a sense
go, feeling a strange knot tighten in my stomach. It’s not
something—something that unsettles me.
sounds like outright disgust. “G ods, I can’t stand that
Elsie’s blunt honesty, I turn back to the counter. “Let’s not focus on her, Elsie. We’ve
and it has to
you’ve
your place, especially not
jealous,” I insist, although her words make me feel unexpectedly warm. “Karl and I are
no
she knows better, but
out the fresh salmon, vibrant
herbs.
for the ingredients, eager
…
kitchen is a lively mixture of scents and spices as I work with
me the
“Sure thing, Abby.”
Luna, I prepared
tugs at my lips. Tonight is a reminder that
another servant walks in. “The Alphas
my
declare it perfect, I realize that the crust
be easier to just let it slide, to declare it good enough,
chef, the one who always
a fresh piece of salmon. I’m about to
voices filtering from the dining
her face, trying so hard to impress
if we’ve forgotten that our ex-Luna has turned
housemaid.”
that voice: Gianna. I can see the back of her head, her
surges up my neck and
housemaid? Really?
That’s it.
I remember that the wardrobe upstairs still houses my former
a collection of silk and sequins. A
watch the stove? Take the salmon off in five
dinner is ready.”
already ripping off my apron and dashing out of the
back steps two
as I slide open the wardrobe
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