Sylvia's POV
The morning light filtered through the curtains as I slowly opened my eyes. Caesar was still asleep beside me, his powerful form relaxed in slumber. I took a moment to admire his strong jawline and those thick dark lashes that any woman would envy. The events of the previous night flashed through my mind, sending a delicious shiver down my spine.
I traced a finger lightly along his cheekbone, satisfied with my choice. My wolf purred contentedly within me, finally at peace after denying her true nature for so long.
Caesar's eyes fluttered open, those piercing blue orbs immediately focusing on me with an intensity that made my heart race. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face.
"Morning, little mate," he rumbled, his voice husky with sleep. "Enjoying the vi
