Sylvia's POV
I felt a wave of relief wash over me after dealing with Zane.
Finally free from his relentless harassment.
And thank Moon Goddess, because if I had to endure one more smug smirk or thinly veiled “Alpha” threat disguised as flirtation, I might’ve actually committed a felony.
My wolf stretched luxuriously inside me, purring with satisfaction like she’d just kicked him down a flight of metaphorical stairs.
Good riddance.
I didn’t need that kind of energy in my life—especially not from a grown man who couldn’t wrap his oversized ego around the word no.
Seriously, how many times does a girl have to say “I’m not interested” before it registers as a full sentence and not a challenge?
Anyway. Crisis averted.
After thanking the security team at Frostline En
