Chapter 170: Migration ( 20 )

The next day arrived swiftly, and Rowan was the first to awaken. However, he didn't leave his bed; instead, he kept staring at his dimly lit room with a deep frown on his face.

'Why do I feel like something is extremely wrong somewhere?' he thought to himself.

He had been awake for the past two hours. Going back to sleep had become pretty difficult as his heart kept screaming, nagging at him that something was wrong.

Rowan didn't even understand if he was having a restless night or if his intuition was just picking up on some sort of impending chaos. The unease gnawed at him, making him question every shadow and sound in the quiet room.

He stared at Riela, who was sleeping peacefully beside him with a gentle expression plastered on her beautiful face.

Rowan shook his head disappointedly and stood up from the bed.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the room gently.