Sylvia's POV
The drive back to Caesar's estate felt surreal after the confrontation with Zane.
Helena was conspicuously absent when we entered the house. No snide remarks, no territorial posturing, not even a glimpse of her in the common areas.
"Looking for someone?" Caesar asked, his voice carrying that knowing tone that sometimes irritated me.
"Just noticing the improved atmosphere," I replied with a small smirk.
Caesar's lips twitched with amusement as he guided me through the house with his hand lightly pressed against the small of my back. The casual possessiveness of the gesture should have annoyed me, but my wolf practically purred at his touch.
Instead of heading toward the dining room as I expected, Caesar steered me toward one of the private guest chambers. My
