BASH AND CHASE

KILLIAN

Colby sat quietly across from me in the bar, watching me gulp down one of the several bottles on the table. When he couldn't take seeing me wasted any longer, he grabbed the bottle from me.

"Alpha Killian, what happened?"

"I have called Angelo; he will be here in a moment," I said, waving him off and searching for another bottle to down.

"I am sure if you wanted to speak to Angelo alone, you would never call me. The last time I saw you like this was—"

"Stop." I knew what he wanted to say and was not ready to hear it.

"What happened at home?" he asked, staring me straight in my eyes. I eyed him and looked away.

Sometimes, I wondered how Colby was able to read me so well. It annoyed me, but he always offered me great solutions, especially when Angelo was too busy with his toys to attend to me.

"It's Karla," I mumbled loud enough for Colby to hear.

"What about her? Is she opting out of the contract? You only got married yesterday