Chapter 76 All Buttered Up
- Abby
- My apartment door shuts behind me with a satisfying click after a long day of being away from home. With a sigh, I throw my bag on the couch, and flop down beside it.
- But it’s not long before I’m on my feet again, pacing my apartment floor as I chew on my lower lip. Karl’s proposition still lingers in my mind: going with him to the pack? To our old home?