CIAN
I stood there staring at my phone, at Garrett's message, still smiling like an idiot. Fia would be home soon. Everything was falling into place. The weight I'd been carrying was gone, and now she'd be back where she belonged.
A knock at my door pulled me from my thoughts.
"Come in," I called out.
An Omega pushed the door open and bowed her head slightly. Her hands were clasped in front of her.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Dinner is ready, Alpha Cian. The Grand Luna requests everyone at the table."
I nodded. "I'll be right there."
She stayed in the doorway for a millisecond waiting while I glanced at the waste bin beside my drawer where the broken frame had landed.
"Actually, can you help me toss this out?" I gestured toward the bin.
She bowed again and stepped inside to retrieve it. I left the room then and made my way down the hall, my footsteps echoing against the walls.
