“I feel a little bit like a failure,” he suddenly blurts out. “Like what my pack is

saying about me… that I’m a bad Alpha… might be true.”

My eyes widen. “Karl! Don’t—”

“Abby,” he says, tilting his head back to look up at the sky, “I came here—to this

city—for you. To win you back. No other reason. And I practically abandoned my

pack. I’ve been dealing with everything over the phone, over email.”

His words make my heart sink. I guess I knew that it was true, but hearing it out

loud like this kind of hurts, I’ll admit, and not in the way I would have thought.

I feel a little guilty—guilty for stringing him along like this, guilty for keeping him

here for so long, guilty for allowing him to shirk his responsibilities and lose

Enter title…

approval as Alpha, all so I could keep him on a leash in case I ever decided to

get back together with him.

And what really sucks is that even now, even as he’s telling me this, I’m still not

I want. I don’t know if I want to get back

done for me, and it must hurt

our

fingers.

lips, remembering the feel of them

But the gravity of what he’s shared holds

isn’t the time for

I murmur, wanting to change the subject, at least a little

The

loss I never

confirms. “Unless you plan on forfeiting

and joining

even as my heart clenches at

and

looks at me, a soft smile lifting the corners of his mouth. “Of

the famous chef bow

the mood, but the space between us

glance laden with unspoken emotions.

liquid courage could make this

to

if I lose tomorrow, I’ll still be

If you want me

moment, the world around

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