Ella
Planning a date turned out to be more complicated than I’d expected.
Over the next two days, I found myself sneaking around the mansion whenever Alexander was gone, which was most of the time. He was often so buried in Alpha King business that he likely wouldn’t have noticed my preparations even when he was home.
It was strangely sort of fun at first, putting together a date like this. I tried not to think about whether or not Alexander would even want it and instead focused on the creative aspect of making sure everything was perfect.
But every time I thought I had everything figured out, I realized there was something else I didn’t know about my own husband, and my enjoyment started to turn into frustration.
I started with the easy stuff. Food. I had to question
