"Commander Razial!" Siroos called out to the man with ebony hair. He was pacing right outside the dwelling.
Halting his footsteps he turned to watch Siroos's hulking figure approach him.
"Alpha Siroos!" He acknowledged him with a blank expression, a little weariness remained.
"Can't sleep?" Siroos asked, halting beside the man with a cloak which determined his rank.
Razial let out a frustrated breath and shook his head.
"New place can do that to you. Fancy a walk? It might clear your mind."
Siroos gestured ahead and both men began to move ahead. The jealousy Siroos had felt for this man had quietly vanished from the moment he learnt that Razial had never touched Cassandra. It further diluted from Faris's revelation.
"Princess Lotus?" Razial questioned, concerns so deep that they were etched on his handsome face.