AT THE DIAKOS RESIDENCE
Cian opened his eyes, and for a moment, he was disoriented by the early morning light casting soft shadows across the room. He had no idea when he had finally drifted off, but it could not have been more than a few hours. His mind had churned restlessly all night, haunted by thoughts he could not shake.
Torn between the life he had promised Gigi and the irresistible pull he felt toward his mate, he had been wrestling with himself all night. He had even attempted to persuade himself to remain with Gigi, telling himself that he could reject his mate and disregard the connection that now consumed him like an uncontrollable illness.
He had made promises, after all; he had vowed to love her. However, as he mentally recited those vows, a different voice echoed back th
