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Lesia’s Pov

I was in the kitchen once more with Tara, absorbing through my nose the aroma that floated around the place, and also letting off my shoulders what happened that day.

Tara gave me some chicken pie to eat as I talked.

"You mean he didn't even eat it, or even touch it? And he carried you on his shoulders back home?" Tara asked with such dramatic responses that it genuinely made me chuckle a few times, complaining that if the food I'm eating went the wrong way, I'd definitely give her a beating.

"He got very angry," I said seriously. "But I'm not sure of whether he ate it or not. I haven't asked. I do not intend to ask him anything unless he puts off the attitude he's been having in recent weeks.

The pie I was eating, was part reason it didn't seem to upset me anymore as I talked. It was reason enough to laugh a little about the situation at hand. I stayed away until Tara chose to continue.

"You do know that Alpha Kian had been really stressed for sometime now due to the ev