Alexander POV.
I haven’t slept so well in many years. The last time that it came close to this was maybe when I was a child without a care in the world. I felt a warm, wonderfully soft body next to mine. But the next moment I felt it was no longer there.
I reached my hand to check where it went. When I couldn't find her, I sat up and opened my eyes.
At that moment, last month's events came rushing back to me.
A small part of me was so happy to find my missing piece, but other parts were mostly mad.
Mad at her for being my mate.
Mad at Max for giving in and marking her.
But mostly mad at myself.
I was furious with myself that I messed this up so much.
How could I have been so stupid and weak?
To give in to these stupid urges to claim her, to make her mine.
I could feel the pu
