Alexander's POV...I can see how tense she is and somehow, I find it amusing. I won't lie, she tickles my fancy a lot. After all, it's not every time a woman gets to capture my attention.She is walking around the room, touching things, observing, and carefully scrutinizing.I love how she is so keen to take in all the details of this room or was it her way of avoiding a conversation with me about what we would be doing all night?I am not sure I know what I am supposed to do either.Ever since I got paralyzed, Sonia had deprived me of having sex with her. I once overheard her telling her handmaid that she found it disgusting to have sex with a crippled man.So, when I found out she was pregnant and for the amount of time the child had been conceived, it was easy to know that the child wasn't mine.Even when I got better and still pretended to be paralyzed, I had not had sex either. It had been a struggle and this night would be a much bigger struggle for me too; having sex without mo
Edwina's POV...He let out a soft moan. He was trying not to, but the harder I sucked into his hard length, the more he moaned. I must say that when I entered the bathroom, I told myself that I was not going to have sex with him today. I had always had this romanticized visual about sex; it had to be done for love and nothing more.Then I remembered all the experiences I had with Benedict; he was the first and only man I had ever been with. He loved to fuck, hard and fast, and we had two different views about what sex should be like. I wanted to make love to him, and he wanted nothing other than to bang sex. He took me everywhere; in the kitchen, couch, bedroom, car, and sometimes in public areas.I didn't feel like his wife, but more like his fuck buddy by the amount of time, we had sex and also by the absence of emotions from him whenever we had intercourse. It was not my ideal marriage or sex, and whenever I raised my concern about how my sexual needs were not being met, he would a
Alexander's POV...Watching her sleep so innocently and peacefully would definitely be the best part of my day. Still, she had already wished not to be in the same room with me. Was the sex that bad? I honestly thought it was good. I could even say it was great, and that would be somewhat innocuous.But after sex, she decided she didn't want to sleep in the same room with me, only to continue with her duties as my Luna, which was confusing for me to comprehend.I decided to take advantage of the fact that she was sleeping and stretch my legs a bit. Sitting in this wheelchair can be so tiring and restrictive at the same time.I didn't want to wake her up, so I moved to the inner room where I would do a few workouts and afterwards moved to shower; she was still sleeping. I wonder if she sleeps this heavily or if it was because of last night.When I wheeled out of my chair, I saw her yawning and stretching her hands."Good morning," she greeted."Good morning," I simply replied."You hav
Edwina's POV…I woke up feeling like a different person, like a woman who had just cheated on her husband and actually enjoyed it, I felt disgusted by my actions, and I never wanted to enjoy sex with a man who was more like a stranger to me than my husband, I felt like I had betrayed the love I had for him and not just him, but my sister. So when I woke up and Alexander was trying to make a conversation with me, that was where my head was at."Ma'am, would you be taking your shower now, or do you want to later?" Becca asked, interfering in my guilty thoughts."Becca, you can just call me Edwina. No need for all the formality", I replied, quite tired of her politeness and cautiousness around me.I stood up from the bed and wrapped the robe around my body, and sat on the long red cushion in the room."The moon goddess forbids ma'am, you are now the Luna and I dare not disrespect you,"I sighed. What is it with all these people and the so-called moon goddess and her influence on their ch
I detest going to prison. There is a certain type of chill it gives me, maybe because I am claustrophobic and have a weird reaction to being confined in an enclosed space, or maybe because I feel the system is flawed and most people here don't really deserve to be here.The night howlers prison was not really different from any conventional prison.There was truly no joy in such a place as this; as everyone was either angry, scowling, or remorseful, it was all negative feelings, and we all know negativity is contagious."Luna Edwina," the guard greeted, the name sounded so weird, and I couldn't imagine what would happen if Sonia found out. That used to be her title. When I was first informed about the Alpha wanting me to be his mate and requesting my presence, I was excited and happy; overwhelmed was the word. I told myself that the world would finally take me seriously, and I would no longer be considered deficient.But when I was informed he had chosen my sister instead of me, I bro
Alexander's POV...For the first time in a while, I was looking forward to going home. I wasn't sure why I felt that way, but I knew it brought me a tremendous amount of happiness. We are most probably going to have a fight and most likely not agree on something, but for the first time, I was going home to my real mate, and that alone is worth celebrating.I reached home to meet Becca in the central parlor. Why was she there? She should be anywhere Edwina is."Becca, why are you here?" I asked without even answering her greeting."She said she wanted to be alone," she replied calmly."Alone, Alone where?" I asked."She is in the room," she replied."Is she still in our room, or does she mean another room?" I had instructed Becca earlier to aid her move into another room, so I wasn't sure what room exactly we were talking about."What room is that?" I asked again."Your room, sir, " she replied, and then I exhaled. I quickly wheeled myself to the room. After the whole fiasco about sex
Alexander's POV...It was a buffet of seven-course meals, with candlelights and a band to serenade us.There were violinists, pianists, and guitarists. From the little research I did about pleasing she-wolves, I made sure there were a lot of white roses. It was our first dinner as a couple, and I wanted to make it as unique as possible.Edwina was seated across the table, opposite me, dressed in a strapless, high-fashion dinner gown. She makes the most beautiful Luna, her brown hair is packed in a single ponytail, and her eyes radiate from the candlelights before her. She smelled like sweet, raspberry, and apples. She looks gracious and magnificent.I had asked my cook to set up a whole table for us and make it as romantic as possible. I always wanted to do something like this with Sonia, but she always preferred to eat out. She always says if it isn't a five-star hotel or restaurant, she wasn't eating.Since I married her, I am pretty sure I had visited all the five-star restaurants
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