Edwina's POV...
I yawned loudly as the effect of the day's run around took its toll on me. I had so much ice cream. All I wanted at the moment was to eat to my fill. With the help of Becca, the kitchen chef made a table full of mouth-watering meals. I couldn't wait to dig in, but at the same time, I was on a waiting spree.
Xander and I haven't spoken all day, not because I didn't actually remember to reach out to him. But I was trying to avoid being a bother or getting into his space. Not being sure about your relationship with your supposed husband only makes communication a bit weird. He had told me yesterday that he would be home today.
So many things have been going on with him as regards the pack, and I can hardly keep up. Mostly because he isn't ready to share yet. I know my sist
