“Look, I know how you feel,” he says, growing exasperated himself. “But with

the way my approval ratings are dropping right now in my pack, if word got out

that I was working as ‘just a sous chef’ for my ex-wife, people would go feral. It

would be a nightmare. For both of us.”

“You’re overthinking it,” I retort. “Trust me, Karl. We’ll keep your identity hidden. I

promise.”

He sighs deeply, a troubled look crossing his face. “Look, why don’t you just call

Adam? He could help you. And honestly, he kind of owes you.”

The name hits me like a bucket of cold water, instantly raising my hackles.

“Adam? Really, Karl? Is that your solution?”

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He looks confused, taken aback by my sudden vehemence. “Why not? He’s in

the same field; he has the skills. You two know each other well.”

shake my head, my eyes narrowed. “Adam and I could never work together

like oil and water. Plus, he has

look if he[s my

mean?” Karl

start if Adam helps me win this

think we’re colluding, or worse,

he would be trying to secretly cater the Alpha party on his own. My

any strings attached, Karl,” I say,

understand.

lost, his eyes searching

begins, but then

hand over my face. The clock is ticking: 7:45

by 9 at the latest, and

the city. It’ll take me a solid

the help

suddenly, I have

taking a step closer to him, “do you remember that time

when we were still married? We had to prep

me last-minute, and we

I say, pleading with him with my

at me, his eyes searching mine,

recognition flash

says softly, dropping

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