Benedict Winslow, IV
I spent a sleepless night walking around the pack wondering what I did that was so wrong that Beatrice could never find it in her heart to love me. I tried to be a good mate, a good Alpha, a good father, and a good man. But nothing I did was ever enough. She never could get over Sawyer. I thought after Roman killed him that she could let it go, but it only seemed to fuel her anger at Sawyer and Althea’s children.
I know that Benedict will banish Beatrice from the pack. He has to, I understand that. Honestly, I should have done it. She’s become power hungry, cruel, and vengeful. Those are not the characteristics of a Luna. I let it go, hoping that she would change, but she didn’t, she hasn’t, and I have to accept that she never will. My mate never loved me. Her heart
