Karl
| sit in my office, the ns for the party shifting from a regr holiday gathering to a masquerade. The change feels refreshing,
and much to my surprise, | find myself smiling as | work.
The party is this weekend, which is only a few days away; | feel bad making it on such short notice, but | know that people will
come. And besides, I’m more concerned about Abby being able to make it—not to mention the effect this will have on the
uing election.
I sigh as | finalize some details for the party. I’m just finishing up a request for a string quartet online. Originally, | was just going
to hire a violinist and a pianist, but | decided to make the switch to a string quartet for the masquerade’s sake.
After all, | want this to be big.
| just hope that Abby will be right about the positive effect this will have on the election. With the announcementing up just
next week, | want people to feel like I’m not only a dedicated Alpha, but a fun and exciting one as well.
As much as it pains me to fight against my brother throughout this election, | know that this is my chance to get this edge over
him before the election ultimately begins. Sure, he’s got the bloodline and the charisma, but I’ve been filling in as an ideal Alpha
for years since he was in hisa.
| need to make sure that people remember that.
“Marcus, make sure to send out the updated party invitations by the end of the night,” | say into the earpiece I’ve got in my ear. “I
don’t want this to be toost-minute.”
“Of course, Karl,” Marcus replies.
The ear pieces we started using between me, Marcus, and Sarah since the election ns began have been a godsend in this
huge house. With so much going on, | can’t afford to be spending time running back and forth across the mansion just to ry a
singlemand to my Beta.
| lean back in my chair, thinking about the masquerade. “This was a good idea, Abby,” | say to myself with a soft chuckle as | look
down at theputer screen in front of me.
| can’t help it; there’s a smile ying on my lips as | imagine Abby by my side in a ballgown, her eyes hidden behind an elegant
mask. | wonder what she picked out. | hope it’s at least nearly as beautiful as the white dress she wore to the Alpha gathering.
Oh, who am | kidding? She’d look stunning in a bup sack.
The thought of her at the masquerade party makes my heart race. | can’t help but think that maybe after this weekend, I''ll finally
be able to convince her to be with mepletely, to make our rtionship official.
The prospect of having her by my side, not just as a casual partner, but as my Luna once more, fills me with a sense of longing
and anticipation.
Hell, maybe | can convince her to finallye home. She can let go of that restaurant in the city; if she wants, I''ll fund a new
restaurant for her here. She won’t need to scrape by anymore to make ends meet. She won’t need to work so much.
She can just delegate and work in the kitchen once in a while.
| nce at the picture of Abby and me on my desk, memories of our marriage flooding back. The warmth of her smile, the way
she used to look at me with those eyes that held a universe of emotions.
The picture is a reminder of what we once had and what | hope we can have again, and I’m determined to make that happen.
But as | sit here, my wolf stirs inside of me. “That’s not what she wants and you know it,” he hisses, annoyed by my arrogance.
| heave a sigh, my thoughts torn between my desires and the reality of Abby’s own dreams and ambitions. “I could show her that
she has all she needs here, where she belongs,” | murmur out loud. “That city isn’t good for her.”
My wolf growls. “You don’t know what''s good for her. You don’t know what she’d want.”
A frown flickers across my lips as | consider the options. | don’t want to move to that city; | mean, | can’t. Not with my Alpha
duties here. And besides, | like it here. If our rtionship bes official again, one of us would have to concede.
And it’s not going to be me.
My gaze lingers on the picture then, and it makes me wonder if I’m getting ahead of myself.
After all, there’s still the matter of the uing election. | need to focus on that first, and who knows if I''ll even win?
If | don’t win, then maybe the decision will be made for me. Maybe I''ll need to cower, to hide in the city from my shame. And as
much as | dislike the city, | guess | could grow to like it so long as I''m with Abby.
But before any of these ns can take shape, I’m brought back to the present by a nagging worry. Abby was supposed to return
half an hour ago, and she’s still not back.
| nce at my watch, anxiety creeping in as | see the time. It’s almost seven, and the sky has long since gone dark. Maybe she’s
home already and | just didn’t notice.
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| make my way downstairs to see
that the party preparations have died
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It just needs the star on top, but | always save that for the party.
“Hey, Alice,” | say, spotting the middle-aged housekeeper scurrying into the kitchen with an apron on. “Have you seen Abby?”
Alice furrows her brow as she bends down to remove a glistening roast chicken for dinner out of the oven. “No, Alpha,” she says.
“| haven''t.”
Her words make me frown. Just then, Elsiees in, and | decide to ask her. “Elsie, have you seen Abby?”
“No,” Elsie replies with a shake of her head. “I thought she was with you.”
My frown deepens. As my heart begins to pound ever so slightly, | make my way over to the front door and peer out to see that
the car | loaned her for the day is still gone.
Strange.
As | return to my office, | can’t shake
the growing sense of unease. |
switch on the teleyigiond the”
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of my worry—a freak blizzard has
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My heart clenches with fear as | dial
her number, but it goes straight t
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The snow begins to fall heavily outside my window, and | watch as the world outside is nketed in white. | can’t sit here any
longer.
| need to find Abby. | need to make sure she’s safe.