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Kian's POV:

My ears seemed to be hearing the non existent as I took more steps into the Pack house. Either that or I had missed Lessia's voice so much that I was beginning to hear it bounce across the walls of the building. Maybe that was it, I was really just hallucinating. I didn't want to believe that was the truth so I sought out to quench my curiosity.

She sounded happy, her laughter did way more than bring memories of her before the night I threw her in prison. It also brought questions to my mind. Her words were unintelligible, I couldn't make out any word she spoke.

"Who is she talking to?" I breathed to myself nervously. Shaking a bit with jealousy as I took every step forward, the sound of my shoes' sole clashing with the floor, resounding across the hall.

The voices kept getting louder as I walked, and so was my heart beat, implying that I was indeed getting closer to the source. My curiosity raged on within me, threatening to tear my mind apart. Soon I reached my destinat
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