Karl doesn’t falter. Instead, he doubles down, his actions taking a surprising turn. Releasing his grip on my waist, he strides over to a discarded plate that’s sitting on a table, where a bread roll lays untouched.
“Karl, what are you doing?” I hiss, following him.
But Karl doesn’t respond. Instead, he grabs the bread roll and takes a big bite out of it, his hand still firmly over his heart as he chews and swallows. The room ripples with another wave of nervous murmurs, and I can feel my face turn a bright shade of beet red.
“If I get sick from this,” he finally declares once he’s swallowed, his voice carrying through the room, “then everyone will know. And if I fall ill, I will reveal the truth, no matter what it is. My Alpha honor is at stake.”
A hush falls over the crowd, and the atmosphere becomes charged with the weight of Karl’s words. The solemnity of making a pledge on his Alpha Honor is not taken lightly among the pack members.
My heart races faster than ever. “Karl, you don’t have to do this,” I whisper, reaching out to grab his arm. “You don’t have to.”
But he just gives me a subtle wink, a glint of confidence in his eyes. He then addresses the crowd once more, reaffirming his belief in me.
“Abby is an amazing chef. She would never make people sick, especially not on purpose. None of this was her fault.”
I feel frozen to my spot, utterly shocked by Karl’s unwavering support. I’m not sure whether I should be flattered or worried—maybe both.
The murmurs continue, but this time, they’re filled with uncertainty. Saying something on one’s Alpha Honor is no laughing matter, and everyone present knows the gravity of Karl’s promise.
But then Karl speaks again. It seems as though this isn’t over. “And on that matter,” he says, “I have another announcement tonight.”
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