Sylvia's POV
I rolled my shoulders as I stepped out of Noah's car, offering a final wave before heading back to the office.
Being CEO of Frostline Enterprises came with a weight I both craved and sometimes feared—especially knowing how many pairs of eyes were constantly watching, waiting for the slightest misstep.
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the Frostline building's glass facade as I made my way inside.
The security guards nodded respectfully, their eyes lowering slightly—a wolf's instinctual response to an Alpha.
My wolf stirred beneath my skin, pleased with the acknowledgment but still restless.
Ever since I'd stopped suppressing my true nature, she'd become more demanding, more present.
The inner harmony I'd expected to feel after embracing my Alpha
