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CHAPTER 43: A NEW DAWN

Author: Chidoscorner
last update publish date: 2026-07-16 13:14:13

Rosemary's POV

The soft, warm rays of the morning sun were high in the sky when I finally opened my eyes.

I rolled over on the massive bed, my hand instinctively reaching out for the comforting warmth of my mate, but the sheets beside me were already cool. Kieran was gone. A small, neat note sat on his pillow, written in his bold, heavy handwriting: *Had to handle the elders in the council room, little one. Eat breakfast. I love you.*

I stared at the parchment, my heart stopping for a brief
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