Thane's pov.

Three empty bottles of whiskey lay beside me. I groaned, wincing as I tried to open my eyes, but the sunlight that seeped in through the open window assaulted my senses. I raised a hand to my face to shield myself from the harsh rays.

It took a minute for me to realize what room I had passed out in.

My living room, where all the staff's could have seen me wasted.

After seeing Andera leave with only one bodyguard, I was still apprehensive, but knowing that her kidnappers were in police custody, my tension eased a bit.

I could vaguely remember anything that happened when I returned...