Sebastian
I turned to face Cecilia, lowering my gaze with deliberate gentleness. My voice was respectfully soft as I asked, "I heard someone questioning your virtue and couldn't resist speaking up. I hope I haven't caused you any trouble by intervening without your permission."
I watched her carefully, noting how she struggled to contain her surprise at my support. My wolf, Soren, stirred inside me, pleased by her reaction. He had been restless since the moment we'd encountered her scent in that hotel corridor.
"I'm the one who's troubled you, Sebastian," she replied, her voice measured despite her obvious tension.
"Would you like me to explain further?" I offered, giving her the choice.
"...If you wouldn't mind," she answered after a moment's hesitation.
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