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Author: Lumi Walker
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-16 16:55:58

IRIS'S POV

I was asleep, tangled in my sheets, when the sharp, frantic ringing of the encrypted house phone dragged me into a brutal wakefulness.

The sound was wrong—too loud, too urgent and it immediately dissolved the memory of Darius's violent, commanding presence hours earlier.

I grabbed the phone, my heart hammering against my ribs. It was Conrick. His voice was a raw, strained whisper.

"Iris. Listen to me. The Alpha is on his way, but you need to move now. Venus is gone."

The blood drained from my face. I shot upright, the events of the last few days—the public claiming, Darius's forced separation, her promise of destruction… snapping into terrifying focus.

"Gone? But Darius said she was confined," I whispered, scrambling out of bed, my mind racing.

"The room was empty an hour ago. She forced the window. She left a message—a threat aimed directly at you. You are in danger, Iris. Complete lockdown. Do not answer your door to anyone but the Alpha. Do you understand?"

"I understand
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  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    31

    IRIS~The world tilted sideways and it wasn't a violent movement because it felt more like the floor had quietly decided it no longer believed in gravity, so I just slid with it.The sedative wrapped around my thoughts like a heavy velvet shroud and it was pressing me into the stone wall like a pinned butterfly, making my lungs remember how to breathe only because my body had been doing it for years without my permission.Everything else felt new and wrong and far too sharp for a girl who was supposed to be fading away into the dark.Conrick stayed exactly where he was and he looked like a shadow carved into the corner of the cellar, still and watchful and terrifyingly patient.He didn't touch me again but I could feel the heat of his gaze on my skin, and the small vibration of the tracker pulsed weakly in my palm where he’d tucked it between my fingers like a heartbeat that didn't belong to me.I tried to close my hand around it so I could claim it or hide it, but the rope bit deeper

  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    30

    Iris's POVThe sting of the syringe hit my arm and it was sharp and clinical, like a promise of oblivion that I wasn't ready to keep. My vision swam immediately because the edges of the cellar were twisting and melting into shadows, and my body slumped back against the cold stone wall while my mind fought to stay upright. Even as sleep tugged at me with heavy fingers, my brain refused to obey completely because I could still feel the phantom heat of the life I was leaving behind.Venus’s laughter echoed in the corners of my consciousness and it sounded like a lullaby and a curse all at once. “She’s so beautiful when she fights it,” Venus said from somewhere above me and her voice was sliding through the dark like silk, "I almost feel sorry for her, almost, but she has always been such a stubborn little thing."I swallowed against the chemical bitterness in my mouth and tried to move, but my fingers only twitched and they were useless against the ropes Conrick had carefully fastened. Th

  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    29

    IRIS'S POVThe first thing I registered was the cold.My head throbbed with a rhythmic, sickening pulse, a reminder of the cloth Mara had pressed over my mouth.Lavender and bleach. That’s what she had smelled like. The scent of a perfect, invisible maid.I tried to move my hands, but they were bound behind me, the rough hemp of the rope biting into my wrists. I was sitting on a cold stone floor. As my vision cleared, the darkness resolved into the grey, jagged edges of a cellar. High above, a single, barred window allowed a sliver of moonlight to cut through the gloom.I knew this place. This was the foundation of the Old Chapel, the historic site on the edge of the Calder territory where the wedding was supposed to take place in twelve days. It was a place for vows, for blood-sealed alliances. Now, it was my cage."You’re awake," a voice whispered.It was a soft, melodic sound that made my skin crawl. Venus stepped out of the shadows. She had changed. The frantic, bleeding woman fro

  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    28

    DARIUS’S POVThe room went cold. It wasn't the air conditioning; it was the sudden, sharp shift in the predatory balance. Jerome stood there, looking like a man who had already won. Beside him, Marcus, a Beta who had served the Calders for a decade, looked down at his feet. The smell of betrayal was thick—sour and sharp.I felt Iris stiffen beside me.Her hand, which had been resting on my arm with practiced grace, tightened. I could feel her pulse racing through her fingertips. She was terrified, but she didn't look away.I let a slow, dangerous smile touch my lips. I didn't pull away. I didn't show fear. I stepped forward, pulling Iris with me, closing the distance between us and Jerome."Jerome," I said, my voice smooth and heavy. "I didn't think you had the stomach for a charity event. And Marcus. I see you’ve found a new master. I hope he pays better than the Alphas you just betrayed."Jerome didn't flinch. He gestured to the crowd, which was now whispering loudly. The press had

  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    27

    IRIS'S POVThe tailor's shop smelled of expensive wool and raw adrenaline.Darius hadn't wasted a second. He had forced me into the back fitting room of his personal suit tailor, a small, discreet man named Mr. Finch who looked terrified but obedient.While Darius barked commands into his secure phone arranging for his covert security team and canceling all public announcements about Venus—Mr. Finch measured me with trembling hands. I was being fitted for a dress I shouldn't wear, to an event I shouldn't attend, with a man who should be marrying my sister."No white," Darius commanded, his voice sharp enough to cut the fabric. "Something black. Something that demands attention. And cover the neck."Mr. Finch produced a stunning, simple black silk gown. It was severe, elegant, and had a high, structured collar that flawlessly hid the bruise of Darius's claim. I pulled it on. It felt like armor.Darius walked back in, dismissing Mr. Finch with a curt wave. He looked me up and down, his

  • Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha    Chapter 26

    DARIUS'S POVI didn't waste time on questions.I grabbed Iris’s arm, my grip bruising, and dragged her out of the tailor’s studio. The smell of Venus’s blood and the ruined white silk was a suffocating pressure. I threw Iris into the passenger seat of my black SUV and slammed her door shut.My blood was still hot, molten gold flashing behind my eyes. I had commanded her to stay put. She had disobeyed. That disobedience had led her straight into Venus’s trap, nearly costing me everything.I jumped into the driver’s seat and floored the accelerator. The tires screamed as the SUV whipped onto the narrow village road.“You disobeyed my direct command,” I snarled, my voice low and dangerous, vibrating with suppressed Alpha rage.Iris, pale but defiant, didn't flinch. "She left a blood message. She wanted the confrontation. If I had waited, she would have come to the house and exposed you to Ronan. I diverted the damage."Her reasoning was coldly logical, the voice of the analyst, not the t

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