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Kian's POV

I found myself tossing in my sleep and woke up to the view of the ceiling. I remembered that by my side last night, was Lessia. But instead, what I found beside me was a whole empty space.

I hated whenever I woke up and she wasn’t beside me. She had made it a habit lately, one I doubted I would ever get used to. However, I knew the reason why she did it, she was mad at me.

It was funny how we were always angry at each other for certain things, but then all that anger seem to wash away whenever we made love.

I couldn't help smiling to myself, even though I knew it looked rather foolish that I was doing so.

But I couldn't possibly stay the whole day thinking about Lessia and what had happened the day before. I had to get out the bed and move on with the day.

I still had the issue of the rogues to deal with. My men haven’t been able to trace the attacks to any specific rogue group. Even though the attacks were coordinated.

After minutes of trying to motivate myself, I finally