"Care to tell us how I got you pregnant?" I said with a grunt and her pupils were shaking already.Travis intervened as he stood between me and Eleanor and he grabbed my shirt roughly again."What are you trying to do Leigh? Do you want her to narrate to everyone here how you claimed her? Make her look like a slut in front of everyone? You are despicable." He spat."Claimed?" My eyes narrowed in disgust."Please let him go Travis." Eleanor pleaded with a voice that was making my ears bleed all the more."I'm not letting this scum go until he admits what he did to you." Travis growled at me while Eleanor kept up with her fake plea.I tilted my head to stare at Travis whose hands was still on my shirt. "Let go." I said and he sneered."Make me." He stared at me ferociously. With quick precision, I grabbed his hands as I waved him off from my sight causing him to crash on the ground in a loud thud. Eleanor gasped as I grabbed her hands roughly."You." I scorned. "Care to tell us now?" I
I woke up, feeling totally drained. The events of yesterday weighed heavily on my mind. Eleanor's pregnancy claim, my father's command to marry her, and the lingering guilt over Iris. I also knew that the Rider Pack would soon start pressuring me to finalize the mate bond between Eleanor and I, and that would be over my dead body.I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, plotting my next move. First things first, verify Eleanor's claim. I needed concrete evidence.I tossed around different ideas in my mind. Like demanding a medical report or insisting on a paternity test.I threw off the covers and headed for the shower. The warm water cleared my head, but my resolve remained.As I got out of shower, I heard my phone ringing. I went over and saw missed calls from Clarisse. I sighed. I would just call her back later. I went downstairs to see if I could get something to eat before going about my business. Downstairs, I encountered Travis in the hallway."You're lucky my sister still want
I needed confirmation. Asking Eleanor won't take me anywhere. I needed to ask the Pack doctors myself.I stepped into Dr. Lee's office, the Troy packs resident senior doctor. He was the one that had ran the test and announced to everyone that Eleanor was pregnant. I needed to know if he was threatened by that crazy Rider or something. I was determined to uncover the truth."Dr. Lee, I need to confirm something," I said, my tone firm.He got up to acknowledge me, "Master Leigh. Please to what do I owe this untimely visit?" He smiled politely."I want to know if Eleanor is indeed pregnant or not." I went straight to the point.He adjusted his glasses, "From the test results she indeed is Master Leigh." He said."I need to see the results." I ordered."Master Leigh, I am afraid that I'm not at liberty to disclose....""I need proof," I insisted with my jaw clenched. "The pup could be mine, so I want to see it with my own eyes." I insisted.Dr. Lee sighed, as he reached out, producing a f
As I stood before my father's office door, memories of disappointment and frustration flooded my mind. I never had good memories here. I can only ever remember him dashing out orders, telling me how disappointed he was in me, or comparing me to his favorite son, Chad. I pushed the door open, steeling myself for another unpleasant encounter.My father sat behind his massive desk as usual, his cold, nonchalant expression a familiar sight. He always had that face when facing me. His work glasses perched on the end of his nose, and he scrutinized the files in front of him, ignoring my presence."Father," I greeted, trying to keep my tone neutral.He responded with a dismissive tap of his fingers on the desk."Here, choose an auspicious date," he said, handing me the file. So that was why he called for me?I took it, scanning the contents."Date for what?" I asked, feigning ignorance.My father's gaze snapped up, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "For your mating ceremony of course," he his
~ Iris POV ~I lay in bed, as my world came shattering before my eyes. The words echoed in my mind like a cruel mantra, "Eleanor's pregnant with Leigh's child." Tears streamed down my face, soaking my pillow. My chest felt like it was crumbling, my heart heavy as lead.I thought of all the moments Leigh and I shared, the laughter, the whispers, the glances. Had it all been a lie? He slept with her, and he claimed to love me. I was devastated. I had lost him. I had lost him forever. He was finally going to have the child that everyone desired. The one I couldn't give him. "All men where the same." I said bitterly to myself as I drew my covers to my face. The door swung open and Anne came in quietly as she sat beside me."Are you okay iris?" She said patting my messy strands."Hmm." Was all I could manage to utter."Don't worry. It could be fake news, we never know." She tried to encourage me but I sniffled. "It's okay Anne. I'm fine." I said and she sighed."I'll be on my side. Call
I needed to focus. I was not going to let another heartbreak determine who I was. From the start, I always knew that this love between Leigh and I was impossible, but I wanted to defile fate and the goddess. Now fate has given me a final blow. I can never get what I do not deserve. I do not deserve a Troy heir so I can never get him.Coming to this conclusion made it easier for me to try to move on. I do not care for what ever excuse Leigh would try to make. I cannot take him away, not while he's having a child. Even if he indeeds loves me, I cannot deny his child a perfect and complete family, because I love him too much to let his child hate him like he hates his father. So I had decided to move on.I steeled myself as I carried out my task. I was getting burned out. I might just quit. No. If I quit now, father will become worried. And I can't have him worry about me, not while we are still looking for Amelia's mate. Speaking of which, I brought out my phone and dialed her number. S
I fled Pack Master Alan's office, tears streaming down my face. His words cut deep into my heart like a double edge sword cutting through paper. "Leave Leigh alone." The words echoed in my mind. I already knew I had to let him go anyway, but hearing it from Master Alan made it final and a thousand times more hurtful.As I ran, my vision blurred. I stumbled, unseeing, through the hallway.Why did I fall for someone so out of reach? Someone I could never have. All my life, everything I had wanted was unattainable. My mother's warmth, the love of my father's wife, Archie's embrace and Leigh's whole heart. I could never get any of them.I just wanted to get away from here. As I turned a corner with my blurred out vision, I collided with a solid chest. His Hands grasped my arms, steadying me."Watch where you are going!" The familiar voice said curtly. I looked up to meet Travis cold unfriendly gaze. He saw my red rimmed eyes and his aggressive look turned to that of concern."Iris, wha
Soon, it was time for dinner. I got out of bed and rinsed my face with warm water. I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I patted my face lightly."You can do this Iris." I encouraged myself as I walked out of the room.I joined the other servants to help serve. But I couldn't bring myself to enter the dining room. The thought of facing Eleanor, Leigh, and Master Alan made my stomach twist.Miss Felice noticed my absence and approached me."Iris, aren't you supposed to serve dinner with the other girls?" she asked strictly."I feel a little sick and I do not want the Masters to notice." I lied.She stared at me with curious eyes but she later nodded understandingly."Stay here, then. I will call for you if I need you." She said and she turned to leave. I stood at the side, watching as the others served dinner. The clatter of dishes and laughter from the dining room seemed distant. Master Alan chatted with Eleanor and they laughed happily. Travis sat at the side and he just ate q
~ Iris POV ~Three years had passed since the blood and chaos of that night in Luka’s mansion, three years since I had looked into the cold, dead eyes of Luka Lane. In those three years, Leigh and I had built a life together, a sanctuary away from the shadows of the past. Our own mansion was where we lived now, far away from the main Troy mansion. Two years ago, under the glow of the full moon, we had finally become one, our souls bound together in a love forged in fire and tempered by time. He had made me his mate and we were blessed by the moon goddess. Leigh had sworn not to return to the old Troy mansion until the old Alpha breathed his last and he had kept to his words, it was a heart breaking but necessary severing of ties. We had found our own happiness, clinging to each other as we navigated our own future together.Today also, was a day for celebration. Nicolas and Clarisse were finally tying the knot. The air in our bedroom was thick with the pleasant chaos of getting rea
~ Leigh’s POV ~My lungs burned, each ragged breath shot pain through my entire body. But I knew I had to forget this pain I was feeling, I knew the ceremony was fast approaching, and Travis was unreachable this whole time too so we did not know whether he had arrived Lane’s pack or not. There was no time. No time to rest, no time to fully heal. Iris was in danger and I must save her.Every fibre of my being screamed at me to move faster, to bridge the impossible distance that separated us. Every mile felt like a lifetime, every rustle of leaves a potential delay. Clarisse was so worried. “I can’t reach Travis… we don’t know if he made it.” She said on the way. Nicolas’s updated us not too long after. “Travis just called… they encountered heavy resistance. It is clear that Luka anticipated them.” I clenched my jaw. That bastard. He is indeed an old weasel. “No matter what,” I snarled, “we break through and defeat him. We have to.”And we did. The fight was brutal. When we arrive
What I felt inside wasn’t just a power. It was an understanding. An understanding that made me feel ancient, yet utterly present, as if the moon goddess and I were two halves of a perfect whole. My vision were sharpened, and I could see everything. Every sin, every judgement. Every weakness and strength. I could see it all. With a roar that echoed through the hall, I launched myself at Luka, and flinged him far, sending him crashing against the wall. He hadn’t even fully regained his footing before I slammed into him again, sending his hulking form sprawling again once more. My eyes, I could feel, burned with an otherworldly light, fixed on Luka with an intensity that made him flinch.“Your opponent is me, Luka Lane!” I stated, my voice resonating with a newfound authority, a power that was both mine and something far more greater.Luka snarled, pushing himself up, his grey fur bristling. “So, the little moonflower has finally found her thorns, huh! Too bad for little one, you shoul
Travis’s strength was visibly slipping away but I could only watch. Each blow, each snarl, seemed to cost him more. Then, the unthinkable happened. Luka, with a brutal swiftness, plunged his massive claws deep into Travis’s chest. An agonizing shout ripped through the air, a sound that tore at my soul.Luka ripped his claws out, and Travis’s powerful wolf form faltered. He crashed to the ground, as a dark stain of blood spread rapidly under him. His gaze was filled with pain and exhaustion, flickered towards me. In his eyes, I saw a heart breaking message. “I’m tired. I tried.” That’s all I could see in his eyes. He was tired and I was powerless. Tears streamed down my face, blurring the horrific scene before me.Luka with his eyes gleaming with a cruel triumph, loomed over Travis. “Insect!” he sneered as he opened his massive jaws, ready to deliver the killing blow, aiming for Travis’s throat.“NO!” The shriek tore from my own throat, it was a desperate shout, hoping it could somehow
“What was that sound?” Archie demanded of the guards turned towards the door.They all looked confused as their eyes darted nervously around “We… do not know Alpha,” one stammered, “but it sounds… it sounds like someone is blowing the place up.”My heart leaped into my throat. Could it be? Could it possibly be him? A flicker of desperate hope ignited in me, chasing away the fear in my heart. Leigh was here. It had to be Leigh. He wouldn’t let them keep me here.Archie’s jaw tightened, his gaze locking onto mine, then a cruel smirk twisted on his lips. “Keep her contained,” he snarled at the servants who stood. “Do not let her escape. I will go and see what this… disturbance… is.” He shot me one last venomous look before turning and striding out of the room, the guards hurrying after him.My mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. Explosions? Fighting? It had to be Leigh. My eyes felt hot with unshed tears of relief and anticipation. He was here. He was really here to save me.“Come my
Sleep. That word felt foreign. After what I had heard from Ethel, how could I possibly fall asleep. The locked door was a solid testament to my captivity, and the high, narrow window offered no solace at all or a route of escape. I was trapped, and those guards were outside watching. I paced back and forth in the confines of the room. My mind was running like a hamster on a wheel with no way to stop. As I turned sharply, my foot caught on the edge of the bed, sending me sprawling on the ground hard. The back of my head slammed against the marble floor, as a sharp blinding pain shot through me. A loud groan escaped my lips, and for a dizzying moment, darkness threatened to take me again. But then, as the pain subsided, a torrent of memories, sharp and vivid, began to flood my consciousness wildly. The fragmented dreams, the unsettling whispers, the faces I couldn’t quite grasp, they all snapped into place with startling clarity. I could remember everything all of a sudden. I wasn’t
This was supposed to be my escape, but it wasn’t anymore as there were about two dozens of imposing figures, their faces grim and unyielding, lined in the corridor, their presence suffocating the last grasp of hope Ethel had built in me. And Luka Lane just stood there watching us, his very stillness radiating an icy authority. His grey eyes were as sharp as shards of glass.Ethel, who had moments ago been very courageous was now visibly trembling beside me. Her breath hitched in her throat and her hand clutched my own tightly, her fingers digging into my skin. Luka’s lips peeled back into a slow, cruel sneer. “Well, well, well,” he drawled, his voice a violent threat that sent shivers and sweat running down my temples. “I guess you are playing hide and seek in the dead of night, my little runaway? And you, Ethel? Playing accomplice are you?” he sneered.Ethel’s voice, when she finally managed to speak, was full of tremor. “Father… we were just… she wasn’t feeling well. I was only ta
~ Iris POV ~From the moment I woke up, I felt uneasy. It was like there was something pressing against my chest. It was because I knew tomorrow was fast approaching. Tomorrow was the day I was supposed to become Luka Lane’s mate. The thought felt like air was being sucked out of my lungs. This morning, my gown had also arrived and I was made to come test it out. It was truly beautiful and a perfect fit. Perfect for my discomfort actually, because there is no way I would be happy wearing that knowing who my groom is.I got confined to my room afterwards, under the guise of pre wedding pampering, felt more like imprisonment, like they have been doing since I got here. On the brief walk back from the gown testing room, I saw how everyone was busy with activity. Servants scurried with floral arrangements, and trying to get things arranged. I sighed heavily as I jumped on my bed with a thud. My gaze drifted to the window, and I yearned to feel the cool night air on my face, to run until
“Nicolas,” I repeated, my voice rough, “What happened to Iris?” The silence that followed stretched longer than I thought necessary. It was so thick and suffocating, and this silence just seemed to amplify the frantic thumping of my heart.Nicolas shifted his weight uncomfortably, his gaze fixed on the hard cold floor. He finally sighed, a sound heavy with reluctance. “Leigh please. You need to focus on getting better. This isn’t something you should be worrying about right now.” He tried to reason. It was not a reasonable thing for him to say though. At least to me.I hissed harshly. The dismissive tone ignited a spark of fury within me, overriding the weakness that still clung to my limbs. I pushed myself up against the pillows, the sudden movement causing a sharp tug on the IV drip in my wrist, sending a jolt of pain through my arm and to my brain. “I cannot relax Nicolas! Iris is out there, in Luka Lane’s clutches. What do you think he wants with her? It’s not a good thing obvious