Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 16

Gannon POV

When I asked Abbie what she liked in town, she sounded a bit distant, and I could not bring myself to get up and leave her side. She peeled the flesh from her fingertips in a manner that bothered me because she didn’t seem to even realize she was doing it. The entire drive home, she was off in her own little world, trapped in her thoughts while tearing her fingers to pieces.

After we returned home, she went to the laundry room to start the laundry, and I followed her while she loaded the washer and waited until she finished it. As she was focused entirely on the task in front of her, she had no idea that I was behind her. Walking over, I picked up the basket for her.

“Come on, I’ll help,” I tell her, and she seems unsure before sighing. “You don’t have to help me,” she says.

“I want to,” I tell her, walking over to the clothesline. I set the basket down while retrieving the pegs. Due to tomorrow’s trip with the King, I had this afternoon off. In most cases, I would work having nothing better to do. Yet, with Abbie, I rather spend time with her than work.

“What chores have you got to do next?” I ask her as she hangs a pillowcase.

“Staff bathrooms, then mopping and whatever Clarice sends me off to do before I have to go back to the guard’s floor, your floor, and do the afternoon sweep of the rooms and restocking, then re-mop the floors and prep in the kitchen before serving. Then dinner, back to clear the rooms again and dishes plus checking the laundry for extra loads of washing,” she tells me.

“That’s fine, but how long typically does it take you to finish all that?” I ask her, and she glances at me over her shoulder.

“Well, tonight’s roster is full, so 10 pm?” she says, and my brows furrow..

“At what time did you start?”

14:30,” she shrugs,

grabbing more linens to hang onto the

a little shocked at the crazy

the gym before the men go in for training, though I didn’t know you trained with them,”

nights. Mostly I do them. Liam has been filling most night hours. His paranoia keeps

seems a little-“Abbie pauses and I smirk, yet she

I offer, and she chews her lip and peeks

she shrugs. If only she had seen him in his element, I don’t think nice would be how she would describe him. Psychotic, dangerous,

speak with Damian. Does he know how late you work?” She shrugs

so. But, I don’t mind, it’s not every night I work that late, and I don’t want to get into any trouble,”

you get in trouble?”

working enough” she states, pegging the last lot of

finish your chores, and when we are done, we can go for a run? I will clear it

peering up at me before

I

shift. Come on, show me where to first,” I tell her, nudging

she says, setting the basket

hang out with you,” I

grabbing some cleaning supplies. “You’re prettier than Liam,” I snicker, and she raises an eyebrow at