CHAPTER 74

--Alyssa--

I was in my office, now surrounded by the familiar scent of freshly baked goods and the soft hum of the bakery below. The day had been long, and exhaustion was starting to settle into my bones. All I wanted was to go home, sink into the plush cushions of my couch, and drift off into a peaceful sleep. But that luxury was still out of reach, as I had to wait for Grandma. We had just finished going over the accounts for the place, and since opening, we were about ten thousand dollars in profits. It was a significant achievement, a testament to our hard work and dedication. However, I couldn't bring myself to boast about it to Xavier.

He was going through so much right now, trying to communicate with the White wolves, with his father and the council leaders offering what support they could. Our financial success seemed trivial in comparison to the weight of his burden.

The shop was bustling with activity, the air filled with the chatter of customers and the clinking of dishes.