Lyon smirked, setting down his wine glass. He stood up and walked toward her slowly. "Then tell me, how will you solve it?"
"I... Boss..." Aliya stammered, moving back in shock. Lyon continued advancing until her back pressed against the wall.
"So, how will you solve it?" Lyon asked, lifting her chin gently with his fingers.
"I..." Aliya felt a chill run through her as Lyon's cold touch grazed her face.
"Hm, you smell nice," Lyon murmured before backing away and returning to his seat. "Sorry for that. I don't know what came over me," he apologized, taking a sip of his wine.
"He's settling down well, becoming more of himself," Aliya thought to herself.
"No... no problem, boss. I'll wait outside," Aliya said, moving toward the door. Just then, her body shivered as she noticed her underwear becoming damp.
"And you should get a male wolf while you're at it... In fact, take some time off," Lyon said, sipping his wine casually.
