#Chapter 195: The News

Alexander’s POV I had spent most of the day lamenting over last night’s… unfortunate events. The whole thing kept playing in my mind on a loop, like a bad movie rerun on cable television. Over and over and over and over and over… And yet, each time I thought of what had happened, I couldn’t seem to completely hate that it had. Deep down, it wasn’t just my wolf who was happy we had kissed our second chance mate. My heart felt fuller somehow, like a missing piece of the puzzle that was my soul had suddenly clicked into place. It was as if, by kissing the woman who looked and acted and smelled and tasted so much like Ella, I had brought Ella back from the grave. It was a completely preposterous notion, I knew. Ella was dead. Dead and gone. And nothing would bring her back; if anything, the sordid dance and kiss I had shared with Stella, the Omega nanny, had only served to trample on my late wife’s grave and disrespect her very spirit. Furthermore, I had