Sylvia's POV
She gestured around the room like she was presenting a masterpiece. "Just a small token of appreciation for both you and Caesar. After everything that's happened, I realized how immature and petty I've been." Her eyes lowered in Oscar-worthy contrition. "Caesar has always been special to me, but I need to respect that you're his mate. This dinner is my way of apologizing and showing gratitude for putting up with my behavior."
Every word reeked of bullshit. My wolf snarled low in my mind, sensing the deception. What twisted game was Helena playing now? And where was Caesar?
"How thoughtful," I managed, scanning the room for any sign of my mate. "Is Caesar home yet?"
"Oh, he's tied up on a call with some Vertex executives," Helena said, arranging silverware like sh
