His Rejected Second Chance Mate

Nicolas POV

It was well past noon, and I rubbed my eyes, exhausted from not getting a single minute of sleep.

I crinkled my nose in disgust. Everywhere I went, I could still smell the stench of rogues, as if it followed me everywhere.

I was so exhausted, both mentally and physically, and I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I needed some desperate sleep after last night.

Yet, every time I closed my eyes, even for a moment, the ...