I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, doing nothing. I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for. I just sat there, motionless, as Alex stood on the balcony, smoking through the entire night.Watching him like that, I knew what he was doing. He was trying to gain my sympathy—to make me feel sorry for him. He always knew how to soften me. He knew the best ways to weaken my resolve.It wasn’t until the first light of dawn peeked through the clouds that he finally came inside. Without saying much, he walked toward me.“You must be hungry. What would you like to eat? I’ll cook it for you,” he said, already turning to leave.“Alex, we need to talk,” I called out.He paused in his steps, but his back remained turned toward me. He refused to face me.He knew this was important to me. This wasn’t a small matter. I cared too deeply about it.There were things that, perhaps, couldn’t be entirely blamed on him—getting drunk that night, meeting another she-wolf by accident. All of it could be see
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