Cecilia
I stood frozen in the hallway, my mind still foggy from our earlier conversation.
His apology... it was for how he'd spoken to me when I first came to his bedroom.
So the cold, demanding Alpha had suddenly developed a conscience?
But what did those last sentences mean?
I replayed his words over and over, analyzing each syllable carefully.
I think I understood now.
The reason he'd been angry earlier was because I hadn't entered his room immediately - he was frustrated that I, his secretary, had been so hesitant and filled my head with unnecessary concerns.
With this interpretation, his final statements made sense:
He was assuring me there would never be anything between us, and he wouldn't allow any rumors to circulate.
A twinge of embarrassment swept
