Chapter 80

Sylvia’s POV I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, but after a quick glance at his message, I slipped it back without responding. Let him wait. I focused instead on the unexpected lunch meeting before me. Across the table sat Noah, his dirty blonde hair catching the light from the restaurant window, and beside him his little sister Melody—a quiet, wide-eyed girl who seemed to study my every move. "Truly, Sylvia, this means more than you know," Noah said, carefully wiping a bit of food from Melody's chin. "This is the first time since returning home that she's actually asked to meet someone. You've made quite the impression on her." I smiled, feeling my wolf stir with unexpected maternal instinct. "She's adorable. There's absolutely no trouble at all in meeting with you both." The young girl's presence somehow soothed the raw edges from my fight with Caesar. She had a calming energy that even my wolf responded to—unusual for my normally territorial inner beast. What Noah didn't know—cou