Alpha Edward's POV

It's been hours since I asked my men to lock her inside the water dungeon, and ever since then, I haven’t been at ease. Every seconds of the day, my thoughts would be filled with her, and I would groan. I couldn’t understand why I should be worried about a murderer, a woman who confessed to killing my mate. I should be thinking of other punishments to give her; she deserves nothing but a painful death for what she did. But instead, I was pacing around my study, worried about her.

Grunting, I sat back in my seat and tiredly massaged my forehead. My head was pounding...