Edwina's POV...I have always been the one who gets to go and visit Sonia, but today for the first time since I started the journey of trying to build my relationship with her again from scratch, she called me.I was shocked when I heard my mobile phone ringing. People rarely called me on that line. It was only Ben and Sonia that had the number. Ben got me the phone to get in touch with me when he was out on long trips and come to think of it, it was probably him fucking my sister and maybe calling me while she was in his arms, I don't want to think of all these things, but anytime I do, there is this growing rage in me that wants to revenge and make them pay for all the pain I had gone through because of them, but on the other hand, I had chosen the path to forgiveness and even if it's hard, I would have to stick by it for the long run.And the phone rang for the second time that day. I was afraid to pick up because I had already concluded in my heart that the call was going to be co

Author's POV..."Things are not really good with us," she replied with a fake smile that could only be translated as sadness on her face. She knew that look so well."Really? What's wrong? Is it still because he is in love with Ramona?" She asked, concerned. Over the month that Edwina had stayed in the pack house, a lot of the female pack members disrespected her, and she knew it. Sometimes she needed to enforce some tough punishment attached to it before something could be done. But Becca had shown her a high level of respect and sometimes even defended her. She had come to grow to love Becca not because of who she was to her but because of who she was to herself."He told me that he slept with her, like they just casually had sex,"Edwina could feel the pain in her voice. It always hurts to see the one you love or at least claim to love to cheat on you with someone else."That's bad," she consoled her."Not really, after all, he and I aren't dating and there is no way he could leave

Edwina's POV...Sonia walked into the courtroom. She looked pale and heavy. Well, her being heavy was understandable, but I thought she would have a little bit of glow since she was finally getting what she wanted. A chance at a fair trial, but I understood that she would be not just lonely but anxious, she had been so used to taking control of her life and right now it feels strange to her not being able to control it.I could see her struggling to take the steps she needed to move further.The hall wasn't crowded. It was filled with people from different clans in the night howlers pack. As she walked past them, they muttered unkind words to her, and I could see her trying to shut them out so she wouldn't get affected by them. It would have been easier for me to shut out words from them because I have been used to mockery all my life, but it would be harder for her because she has been used to people singing her praise and bowing down to her feet.I wonder the kind of struggles she w

Author's POV...At this point, Sonia had done a single act that was going to help her case and to prove herself not to be a traitor to the crown. When she saw the guard, he introduced himself to her. She saw an avenue to prove which side she was on. He wasn't an escape plan for her. She was lonely and hopeless, and she saw in the man's eyes a route to vindicate herself. If she was loyal to Benedict, she wouldn't have done that.Sonia glared at Alpha Alex, hoping to see some kind of pleasing smile, but he still looked as indifferent as he did when the case started. She knew it would take more than just whistleblowing to get him to know she was on his side and on the side of the throne, and whoever is the Luna sitting beside him must be feeding him with lies about her."She must be a new bride," she thought to herself."So may we continue," Caleb announced. At this point, he prides himself on knowing all the faces of the omega wolves and their names. When he had made it a mandate for hi

Edwina's POV...As soon as I stood up, I could feel Alex's hands on my wrist. I glanced at him, and it was one of those moments when you don't communicate with your mouth or your lips, but your mind, body, heart, and soul does all the communication.I could see him asking me."Are you sure about this?" When he held my wrist, I could feel our soul connect to the inner part of our being. I wasn't sure about this but hearing my sister speak for the first time, I saw her for who she truly was. She is a fighter just like me, who had learned to hide in the shell of self-denial and perfectionism.She had been abused by her own father, my father. The man I assumed to be biased toward me and had loved her more. But that wasn't love, and if it was so, I am glad he didn't get to show me that kind of love.My mind went back to some awkward moments I had witnessed growing up and had thought it was an exceptional love and bond that existed between them, but it was not so. It wasn't a forbidden act