Hebert's POV
I stood alone in the empty dining room, staring at the two plates of steak cooling down and the flickering candlelight. My mood was... heavy. She's back, but it feels like something vital has shattered between us, leaving this unseen wall towering in our way. She's wrapped herself up in this cold, professional demeanor, somehow even more distant than when we first met.
What happened?
I immediately summoned the staff responsible for accompanying her.
"Alpha," the servant bowed respectfully, "everything went smoothly. Miss Cecilia gave Ms. Rebecca a tour of the estate. They seemed to get along... quite well."
I waved him off. There's no point digging for answers from these servants. My wolf was growing restless, pacing inside like a caged animal.
Then my phon
