Chapter 85

Cerys's POV

When I stepped out of the bath, the first thing I saw was a standoff between a man and a wolf.

Valerius stood tall, cold, and utterly unmoved.

Across from him, my poor Brutus bristled, claws raking the floor, ears pinned back in outrage.

The air between them crackled with Alpha tension-his scent all dark cedar and dominance, Brutus's fur puffed in defiance. But then Brutus caught my sc