“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.”

“Adam and I could

We’re like oil and water. Plus, he

if he[s

mean?” Karl asks, genuinely

start if Adam helps me win this

colluding, or worse, that he’s got ulterior motives.

trying to secretly cater the Alpha

Karl,” I

understand.

his eyes searching

he begins, but then stops, looking

over my face. The clock is ticking: 7:45 a.m.

by 9 at

the city. It’ll take me a solid 45 minutes to get there

help

I have

a step closer to him, “do you remember that

still married? We had to prep for Leah’s

jumped in to help me last-minute,

with him with

mine, and for a second,

like recognition flash through

says softly, dropping his

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