Sylvia's POV
"This... this is my business partner, Alpha Noah Smith from the Eastern Pack," I stammered, feeling the tension crackling between the two men.
I turned to Noah, attempting to introduce Caesar: "And this is..." My words faltered as I hesitated, unsure how to define Caesar's relationship to me, especially in front of Noah.
Before I could finish, Caesar slid his arm possessively around my waist, his eyes challenging Noah with undisguised territorial dominance. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Just tell Alpha Smith the truth—we're mates."
The heat from his hand against my waist sent conflicting signals through my body. Part of me thrilled at his touch while another part wanted to crawl under the nearest rock from embarrassment. Though I'd announced our relationship online
