Chapter 80

Cerys's POV

Everything that had happened that night left Alpha Tiberius uneasy.

I could scent it-the sharp tang of anxiety beneath his carefully pressed jacket.

He wanted to salvage control, to remind the pack that I was still bound by his rules.

"The bracelet," he said, clearing his throat, "belongs to Cerys. But it is to be given only upon her mating ceremony. Tonight's gift isn't this one."