Alexander's POV...The white roses on the table suddenly did not look as interesting as they had been when the evening had started. In fact, now everything looked drab, and the excitement that had bubbled within me upon seeing the setting for the first time died.I watched as the lights from one of the candlelights died out, and I sighed as a result, it was almost the same way the feeling in my stomach felt. The band that I had hired for the night was currently playing one of my favorite songs, and I closed my eyes and leaned back on the chair, allowing the music to wash over me and calm me, even if for just a little bit. I ran my fingers across my chest, where it seemed to be hurting the most, and for reasons unknown to me, I just couldn't get the pain to go away. I couldn't even explain why it was there in the first place. Watching Edwina leave the room in anger made my stomach churn in not only anger but also frustration. This was not my plan for tonight. At the start of the ev

Edwina's POV…The minute I heard Ben's voice, I immediately got up and left the room. I didn't turn back to see his face. I didn't want to because I didn't want to be reminded of all the hurt. I don't know why, but I just couldn't do it. I would come back here to face him some other time, but not today. I left the penitentiary building and hurried on my feet outside. My driver must have been surprised to see that I had come out so early, but that was the least of my problems. I entered the vehicle that had brought me here, the one Alexander had prepared for me to carry me around, and I ordered him to drive me from this place as soon as I'd entered.What is wrong with me? Why should I be running away when I'd done absolutely nothing wrong? I couldn't answer those questions, but I did feel a sense of calm and relief sweep over me the minute he'd driven me out of the prison gates.Now, I was back at the pack house. Alexander was there. He hadn't gone to work yet, but he was about to, and

Edwina's POV…The knock on the door had been so loud and unexpected that it caused me to flinch, and almost at the same time, I was moving in the opposite direction of the room, pulling my sweatshirt down and trying to gather a semblance of organization. I moved in the direction of the door, ignoring the look of annoyance and frustration that was currently painting Alexander's face. The moment I pulled open the door, a maid stood there with her head bowed, and she had a small envelope in her hands. "I was asked to bring this here." She said simply when I only continued to watch her in silence, and I furrowed my brows, taking the envelope from her hands. "Thank you." I said quietly to her, shutting the door gently without waiting to hear her response. I clicked the lock back in place before turning back around to face Alexander. The Alpha currently had his brows creased in question at the envelope in my hands. "What's that?" He asked as I moved in his direction, holding out his h

Edwina's POV...The last time I was sitting at this desk, glaring through his eyes and all the lies he had told me.I hated myself for believing what he had told me all those nights when he came home smelling like expensive female cologne. Whenever I confronted him about my suspicions, he had flared up angrily and accused me of not trusting him.I wish I had listened to my instinct and investigated more. I wish I had chosen not to believe him. I should have analyzed our situation and how often he had unofficial trips to go, and I should have followed him to some of his so-called work functions. But I was the faithful wife who always stayed home waiting for her cheating husband to return home.If I am to be honest with myself, I had always known that Ben was cheating on me, and he had more skeletons to hide in his cupboard than he let me in on. But the only thing I had not expected was that he was having a relationship with my sister, my flesh and blood. That was the height of deceptio

Alexander's POV…I felt so weak. Caleb kept looking at me on our way back; he knew I wasn't able to confront Sonia, considering the amount of time I had stayed there. It wasn't that I didn't want to face her, but I felt I wasn't ready.Truth be told, I could say I loved Sonia, and she meant the world to me at a point in my life. But getting the kind of betrayal I did from her came as a blow to me, and it changed my perspective on love. And now, on the other hand, there is Edwina. I think I respect the woman she is, and I like her, but she still seems to be so in love with Ben. After all that undeserving prick had done to her, she still chose to love him. Her love is loyal, and I think that's the kind of love I need, not the sort that Sonia gave, which was only loyal to me in certain conditions.As I wheeled myself into the high-rise building of my company and greetings flew from left and right, I could only wave. Since I got married, this was the first time I showed up to work, and th