#Chapter 164: Personal Pain

Ella POV “You’re back,” Alexander said as I walked into the apartment, his voice warm but tinged with curiosity. “Yes, sorry I’m late for lunch,” I replied, setting my bag down. “My coffee outing ran long. I ran into Fiona at the café, and we got to talking.” “That’s good,” Alexander said, watching me closely as he set two fresh plates of food on the kitchen island. “So, you straightened things out then?” “Yes,” I replied, pulling out a stool to sit down. “Fiona and I have no issues between us. You were right—I was being silly before. However, I’m afraid our conversation raised some new questions.” Alexander’s brow furrowed, and he sat beside me stiffly. “Why is that?” I hesitated, choosing my words carefully. “Fiona seemed to find it… interesting that you were willing to run for Alpha King, considering the skeletons in your closet.” “Skeletons?” Alexander repeated, his expression hardening. The warmth in his demeanor quickly gave way to sharp focu