“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?”

Enter title…

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.”

eyes narrowed. “Adam and I could never work together

kitchen. We’re like oil and water. Plus,

he[s

do you mean?” Karl

if Adam

or worse, that he’s

secretly cater the Alpha party

any strings attached, Karl,” I say, staring at him, willing him

understand.

his

he begins, but then stops, looking

over my face. The clock is ticking:

by 9 at the latest, and it’s all the

It’ll take me a solid

help of

suddenly, I have an

taking a step closer to him,

married? We had to prep for Leah’s

to help me last-minute, and we were like…

say, pleading with

at me, his eyes searching mine, and for a second, I can see

flash through his

dropping

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