Do you guys believe Gideon's tale of Iris' story? What do you expect Dom will find in Iris' room?
Iris couldn't sleep the whole night. She kept tossing and turning as she felt history repeat itself. She had a pit in her stomach that was filled with dread, uncertainty, and a feeling of betrayal. The morning broke as a servant came and went after Iris, terrifying the poor girl into telling everyone to leave her alone. She didn't want to even look at anyone's face, let alone go out and take part in her wedding preparations. That was before Liliana had barged in with a calm air, pretending she had no idea what was going on and why, before breakfast, and had started bombing, just as Gideon was about to do to Dom after breakfast. "Why aren't you up yet? We have guests to welcome today. I heard some very special guests are arriving!" But then she pretended to notice Iris' blotchy-eyed state with dark circles, messy hair, and an unused bed, which meant she had been lying on the couch all night. "Iris? What happened? What's wrong?" She hastily went near her curled-up form and asked i
All Dom could see was red! And Iris could see his blood boiling from his white knuckles that were on the verge of breaking the door handle. While poor Carlisle had broken a sweat because he was well aware of a dragon's ability to fry a vampire. Before Dom could end Carlisle in a blink or Carlisle made a stupid move, Iris jumped between them, making Dom widen his eyes. "You will defend him?" Dom's tone was cold, colder than when she had heard him talk to Y in the dungeon. The voice lacked all emotion as Dom regained full control in front of them and the transition left Iris speechless. It wasn't her Dom anymore. This one was a stranger who looked like the mate who had vowed to protect her, but now, all she saw was a cold-calculating Dragon-shifter, Alpha. He took a deep breath and stepped towards them, making Iris hold out her hands in between them. She was terrified, not for herself but for her best friend. She might've been an immortal tribrid whom Dom might not hurt too much, b
The day got off to an awful start. By midday, Carlisle was stuck feeding on hospital blood bags to recover Dom's beating while Dom had locked himself inside his room with his head full of regret, guilt, doubt, suspicion, and still a lot of untamed rage, barely in control. While Iris was simply MIA! Carlisle and Elijah had a detailed talk about the possible reasons behind the morning mishap and his history with Iris. Everyone intended to give the enraged Alpha as much time as possible to get back to his senses on his own. It was Iris whom everyone was worried about. She had left in the morning with no trace and, as much as everyone wanted to give her space, she also needed to be protected from Y's surprise attacks that he was so fond of and hadn't been heard from since the destruction of his island. Iris could possibly be in great danger and no one would be aware. She hadn't forgotten to pick up the cloaking ring as she had dashed out of her room in the morning. And now, no magic cou
Dom had had enough. The constant nagging of every word that his father had told him was becoming overwhelming. He needed his Iris and he needed to let her know that he understood her and loved her and could never want things to be over between them. She was much too precious to him and he had fallen for her hard. Unfortunately, it took all these awful recent events to bring this fact to light in his stupid Alpha head. So he got up and left. He went straight to the outskirts of the island. He didn't tell anyone before going to find his girl. He had to find her before anyone, especially Y did. Dom used his super-speed to scout every beach and the surrounding areas that he could think of. His inner voice had been constantly telling him that she was still on the island and that she was somewhere he knew, but also that she was probably in danger. So he desperately searched, hoping against the odds to find her, since she had the cloaking ring and was most definitely using it. He saw da
Neither of them knew when, from blushing and gentle confessions, the conversation took a turn for the worse and the couple started screaming at each other for not understanding and over-reacting. Dom had gone, "You know, you shouldn't have kept me in the dark about something like your first fated mate!" That had scandalized Iris, "Me? And how about you? Shouldn't you have told me about your wife being alive while you kissed me?" One thing led to another and, finally, Iris huffed and got up to leave, but stopped at the mouth of the cave after getting reminded of the magically fatal weather because of which they were stuck together in the first place. Dom thought to himself and mentally slapped himself for losing control right when they were about to patch up, just as Iris was contemplating and regretted her rash reaction. But they had too big egos to swallow their words. That was until minutes turned to hours and Nora did not return, which was their only hope to get rescued from t
Nora knew she had to work fast and she had to work stealthily. She had made her decision, chosen her side. Now, she needed to stick to it, no matter how dangerous. The storm was approaching fast and she feared she might not make it back in time for Dragon Alpha and his mate to get safely back to the mansion. But she had to try. She was fed up with the wrong decisions made by her coven leaders. And she also didn't want to keep doing a vengeful dragon-shifter's bidding, simply because he was greedy with a vendetta. She might be an orphan, but she wasn't stupid. She understood the graveness of her decision to go against Y, his partner-in-crime, and her coven, but her conscience didn't allow her to keep following a psycho murderer, a greedy old dragon, and her coven who had decided to put aside their traditional values and customs of the witch ancestry. Nora moved as fast as her feet would allow her, gathering each scattered ingredient one by one from the beach. Most of the ingredients
Dom and Iris cautiously stepped outside the cave once they made sure not even a single drop was falling yet. They had been stuck inside the cave for hours and it was almost sunset when the storm passed completely. The wind was chilly and they had no idea how many casualties had occurred. They also wanted to know what happened to Nora, who had seemed sincere enough but never returned. The environment on the island seemed fresh, just like their relationship, for which the storm had proven to be a blessing in disguise. It had helped the two lovers, admit their wrongs, say apologies, patch up, and spend their time confessing to the feelings for each other that they had tried to look past since they met each other. The cold after-storm breeze nipped at their bodies but it was nothing compared to the warm fuzzy feeling they had inside them due to the passionate fire burning inside their hearts for each other. The feeling of fulfillment due to being able to be with their mate without any m
Sussane hadn't stopped crying and justifying herself, even though no one was blaming her. That is why when Lily suggested a salon tour before tomorrow's wedding for the bride and maids of honor, Iris and Sussane quickly agreed. The events had been tiring for everyone in their own way and so they knew a spa massage was necessary. But also because Sussane needed to calm down and she didn't want to spoil Iris' once-in-a-lifetime happiness. And that is how the girls found themselves getting relaxation treatments in the spa first and then all sorts of beauty treatments to look top-notch the day after. It was almost midnight and the girls were almost done, Sussane's nails were in finishing touches, as was Lily's pedicure, while Iris finally stood up arching her back after the last herbal facial she had had. Their stomachs grumbled, announcing how long it had been since they ate before leaving for the spa and they didn't even eat properly due to all the tension. Now the girls were standing