#Chapter 271: Picking Up the Pieces

Abby My mask is laying on the floor, staring up at me in an almost mocking fashion. All around me, people are murmuring my name. “Abby?” “Is that really her?” “What is she doing here?” This wasn’t what I planned. I can’t be seen here, not so soon after the Alpha party debacle. And if people find out that I was the mystery woman dancing with the Alpha, then they’ll just start to jump to conclusions more than they already have. I quickly stoop down, my heart pounding in my chest as I gather the broken pieces of my plate and mask from the floor. I figure that maybe, if I just keep my head down, people will move on and ignore me. I keep my head down, avoiding the curious and judgmental stares of the pack members. This is the last thing I need right now. I wanted to keep a low profile, enjoy the party, and forget about the mess I left behind in the city. But then Karl is beside me, his hands helping me pick up the scattered fragments. Before I can whisper a warning t