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Lessia's POV

I could sense in Kian a deep frustration that always found a way to sip through his eyes and ride on the rhythm of his heartbeat when I laid on his chest. He was troubled. I knew so because his smile didn't stretch as wide as it used to. His blue eyes didn't glitter with the color of the sea as it used to as well. And I missed it. I missed how beautiful and regal he always seemed when he stared down into my eyes.

He came back that day, looking extremely down and distraught. I asked him what was wrong and the only thing he told me was that he had a little quarrel with some other Alphas.

He laid down on the bed, tired of the day, his shoulders brought low as he sunk into the bed's embrace.

I needed to cheer him up. I thought for long how I could do so. And then I figured that he might actually be really hungry. I could finally cook for him that dish I had been planning to for long, since the last time I did so, I wasn't able to relish the look on his face eating it due to