#Chapter 294: Handled With Grace

Karl As I lift another beam into place, a bead of sweat trickles down my forehead, but my attention is elsewhere. Across the field, Abby is in her element, orchestrating the kitchen with a natural ease. There’s an undeniable rhythm to her movements, and I find myself watching her probably more than I should. I try to focus on my task, reminding myself I’m here for the approval ratings, not personal indulgences, but that’s easier said than done. Abby looks gorgeous all of the time, but she’s even more stunning when she’s in her element. The pull between us is undeniable, too, and I can feel my wolf tugging at me whenever I look at her. I can’t help but wonder if her wolf is pulling at her, too. But then my mind wanders back to what happened late last night in the kitchen. She had asked what I thought would happen between us over a glass of wine, and I had answered as honestly as I could despite the storm of emotions raging inside of me. I had told her what I secretly h