Chapter 26

Sylvia's POV I clutched the ice-cold glass against my swollen face as I heard the frantic knock at Morgana's apartment door. It was Caesar Conrad. When Caesar burst through the door, his eyes immediately found mine, dark with concern and something more primal that made my skin tingle. He strode purposefully toward me, dropping to one knee before the couch where I sat. "What happened? Who did this to you? Are you in pain?" His voice was impossibly gentle, a stark contrast to the commanding presence he exuded as the Alpha King who ruled over all American packs. I instinctively turned away, uncomfortable with both his intensity and my body's reaction to it. "It's nothing serious. Just a minor injury." "Minor?!" Morgana exclaimed dramatically from somewhere behind him. "Look at her face! It's swollen like a balloon! If I hadn't gotten ice on it immediately, she'd be completely unrecognizable by now!" Caesar's expression darkened further, his eyes flashing with barely contained rage as his