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~Cana’s POV:

My sleep was peaceful, accompanied by the sound of birds chirping and a distinct hum in the distance.

Slowly, I stirred in bed, taking my time before I peeled my eyes open. When I did, I was welcomed by the sight of a familiar bedroom, one belonging to Zane.

I quickly recalled how I had come to his room and how he had graciously offered his bed to me, while he slept on the couch.

I chuckled, lightly. Seemed like chivalry wasn’t all that dead.

The sound of the bathroom door opening drew my attention away from the empty chair. I glanced in the direction of the bathroom and got my first shock of the day.

Zane stepped out, wearing nothing but grey joggers and a hand towel placed around his neck. His hair was still damp and clung to his face. The scent of his bath mist mixed with the subtle scent of his pheromone, smelt heavenly.

If I didn’t know my place in this situation, I would have drooled like a mad dog.

“Oh, Cana,” Zane finally noticed that I had woken up after a