Alpha Edward's POV
The look in Matthew's eyes tells me he has found out about the spies I placed on him, and I wasn’t surprised. Matthew was smart, so I was sure he would find out soon enough.
“Alpha Edward, I demand an answer from you,” Matthew urged, his temper threatening to flare up.
“Not here. Let’s talk in my study,” I said and made my way out of the game room while he followed me.
Once in my study, I walked over to the bar, took out a bottle of wine, and poured it into a glass before taking a sip.
“Why?” I threw the question at Matthew as I sat on my desk. His gaze furrowed, and he took a step closer to me.
“I should be the one asking you why. Why did you send spies on me?” he sounded angry, which annoyed me even more. He was the one at fault, yet he was acting this way.
“Why
