#Chapter 142: Win Him Over

Alexander & Sophia Alexander I couldn’t sleep that night. The banquet had ended hours ago, but I was still in my office, nursing my third glass of bourbon. Maybe my fourth. I’d lost count by the time my head had grown fuzzy and the room had begun to spin. Even still, I kept drinking long after I probably should have stopped. Dawn wasn’t far off, and yet my night was far from over. Because Ella was dead. She was fucking dead, and I was hosting a Luna Trial to replace her like she’d never mattered at all. The tug I’d felt on the mate bond earlier had nearly killed me. For one stupid moment, I’d thought... I’d thought that maybe she was alive somehow. Maybe there had been some mistake. Maybe she was coming back to me, spy or not. But it was just the nanny. Just some rogue who looked like my dead wife. And then I had to go and fucking announce the Luna Trial that I never wanted. “You’re thinking about her again,” Sophia suddenly said from the oth