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 explan
