Chapter 114

Caesar's POV My wolf paced restlessly within me, displeased with how I'd handled the encounter. The moment I stepped into my office, Beta Dylan trailed behind, tension rolling off him like a stormfront. He closed the door softly behind us, but the second it latched, I felt the shift in the air. He was bracing himself. "Alpha…" His voice was low, careful. "Forgive me, but what just happened out there?" I didn't answer. Just moved behind my desk, letting the silence stretch until it was taut enough to snap. Dylan stood his ground, though I saw the flicker of hesitation in his eyes. "That was your Luna," he said, quieter this time. "And you spoke to her like she was a stranger." I raised my head slowly, fixing him with a cold stare. "Since when do I owe you an explanation for my personal decisions?" The words were sharp, a warning wrapped in velvet. Most wolves would've dropped to their knees. Dylan stiffened but didn't back down entirely. Brave—or foolish. "My apologies, Alpha," he said