Viya's POV
I knew immediately who she meant. "No. Absolutely not."
"Viya, be reasonable. Alpha Blackwood could resolve this with one phone call."
"I'm not asking Caesar for help," I said firmly.
Sophia put down her fork. "Look, I know he hurt you. But this isn't about emotions; it's strategy. You need that divorce certificate, and he can get it for you."
"At what cost?" I asked quietly. "Every time I interact with him, I end up feeling..." I trailed off, unsure how to articulate the complicated mess of emotions Caesar always stirred in me.
"Feeling what?"
"Like I'm still that desperate child begging him not to leave me," I admitted, the words bitter on my tongue. "I won't put myself in that position again."
Sophia reached across the table to squeeze my hand. "You'
