Selene’s POV

My mind wouldn’t stop drifting back to Director Caius, that moment when I saw him shirtless.

I shook my head hard, trying to shake away the memory. But the image lingered, haunting me. I folded my clothes with a sigh, not realizing Grandma was standing behind me, watching.

“Are you sure you didn’t do more than just take care of him?” she asked, stepping forward. “You’ve been sighing like a confused girl, so lost in thought you didn’t even notice me enter.”

I sat down on the bed, still holding the half-folded shirt in my hands.

“Tell me, little wolf, what’s the matter? I hope you didn’t screw...