Sylvia's POV:
His words sent shivers down my spine, igniting something primal within me that I'd been fighting for years. Caesar's presence was overwhelming in the confined space of the Bentley, his natural dominance filling the air with an intoxicating energy that made my wolf whine with need.
"You can't just say things like that," I managed to whisper, but my body betrayed me, leaning into his touch as his fingers continued their maddening path through my hair. The warmth of his hand at my waist burned through the thin fabric of my torn blouse.
Caesar's eyes flickered with that peculiar golden glow that marked him as something more than just an Alpha. Supreme Alphas were rare—one in a generation—and their power was said to be unmatched. I could feel it now, rolling off him in
