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Kian's POV

While I laid down on the bed, I could only feel discomfort. There was no spot I would toss my head to that would give me the comfort needed to sleep.

The sound of the night was equally as discomforting. In my head I couldn't help replay in ever detail what had happened in the previous day. I knew I had messed up. I could only stay in bed at the time to cringe at myself.

But there was also the thought of her being responsible for what happened. It can’t be a coincidence that after I showed her the vase, it got broken. Was the nursing some kind of resentment towards me?

Every time I closed my eyes I couldn't help seeing her face stare back at me, from the pitch darkness, and then, remembering the guards taking her away and how I avoided like a plague her eyes. I could have easily looked into her eyes yesterday and tell the guards to stop. That maybe I was making a big mistake. Maybe we had to make a more thorough investigation. But I didn't.

I was the leader of my pack, if I