Chapter 8

My phone screen flickered to life, and there it was—Caesar's name, glowing like a quiet spark in the dim light of my office. I froze for half a beat, my breath catching as a flutter unfurled in my chest, quick and warm, like a moth stirring behind my ribs. I'd spent the past hour staring at spreadsheets that blurred at the edges, my focus fraying at the memory of his hands, his voice in my ear. Now this. "Settling in at the office?" his text read. I smiled despite myself. "Drowning in paperwork. The glamorous life of a corporate wolf," I replied. Our new marital home was nothing short of spectacular. Located in the most exclusive neighborhood of the city, the penthouse overlooked both the mountains and the downtown skyline—a perfect blend of nature and power, just like our kind. When I'd first walked through the door, I'd been speechless. Every detail screamed wealth, but with taste and restraint. The master bedroom alone was larger than my entire previous apartment. Before moving my t