Alexander's POV...
When one of the workers had told me that Edwina was at her sister's, a part of my joyous d**k had deflated. But the moment I stepped back into the room and got a sniff of her scent. I knew for sure no part of me would back down until I screwed the hell out of her.
I hurriedly headed into the shower to take my bath; my legs had been cramped all day, staying in the wheelchair. My eager self had jumped into the tub, relaxing into its soapy content, forgetting to lock the door.
With my eyes closed, I let out a deep breath. I felt a bit relieved that we were getting somewhere regarding the issues of the impending doom that the night howlers pack might have to face.
Different sorts of things were tangled up together, and sometimes it messes so much with my head that I wis
