#Chapter 167: The Day Before — Part I

Abby Five years ago. It was the day before the annual Alpha party. I was standing in front of the mirror on a little platform while the seamstress worked her magic. My dress hugged my body perfectly in all the right places, an elegant black with flutter sleeves and a hem that trailed down to my ankles. I felt beautiful for the first time in a while. That was when Karl walked in. I saw him before the mirror did, his reflection coming into view with his brow furrowed. He was all business, phone pressed to his ear, his voice a low rumble of authority as he spoke to his Beta. But when his eyes met mine in the glass, the world outside that room might as well have ceased to exist. “Hold that thought,” he said into the phone, and I knew that for whatever reason, I had become the center of his universe once again. “I have to go.” The call ended abruptly, and he motioned for the seamstress to give us privacy. With a respectful nod, she collected her things and lef