Chapter 39

　　Accepting the elegant, tall-stemmed glass, I took a sip and sighed with pleasure at the taste of the crisp liquid. “You’re right,” I said, looking at Dylan, who watched me, “it has been a long week.” 　　Dylan eased off his shoes, too, his long legs crossed at the ankle as he settled back on the sofa. 　　After another sip of wine, the soothing atmosphere and Dylan’s company made me open up. “When I came back to Berlin after your Alpha Ceremony…” I trailed off, needing another mouthful of wine before I could meet Dylan’s eyes, but he watched me, patiently waiting for whatever I had to share. “I decided I should take things to the next level with the guy I’d been seeing.” 　　I took another gulp of wine, needing it to loosen up about talking to Dylan, of all people, about this subject. 　　“I told him I was ready to, well, you know…” As my eyes met Dylan’s, my heart tightened as I saw the effect my words had. His jaw clenched, and he gripped his wine so tightly I thought he would break the de