Sylvia's POV
As morning light filtered through the penthouse windows, Caesar and I exchanged knowing smiles, both clearly remembering our passionate night together.
"This is totally your fault," I teased, stretching my limbs languidly beneath the sheets. "We're sleeping in like teenagers."
Caesar took my hand, pressing a gentle kiss to my knuckles. "I can't help myself," he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. "You're simply too irresistible."
With those perfect features and that voice like velvet, he was absolutely lethal.?My inner wolf practically purred?at the attention from such a powerful mate.
"Quit sweet-talking me," I said, pretending to reach for something else, trying to hide the blush creeping up my neck.
I grabbed my phone to check the latest online r
