Iris’s POV
Iris continued when Eric fell silent. “She has the Moonbane Curse, and the healer said—”
Eric interrupted her instantly. “What is this, Iris? Is this one of your schemes? Are you really that despicable that you’ll lie about something like this to get my attention?”
He always believed that she was trying to manipulate him into believing that they were true mates, chosen by the moon goddess herself.
For some reason, Eric couldn’t feel the mate bond. Iris had always felt it — the sparks, the pull, everything. But Eric said there was nothing. Iris was baffled because she didn't know if he was lying, or if he really felt nothing.
She could feel his disgust through the phone as he growled at her.
“Don't be such an attention seeker!” He snapped, his voice dripping with contempt.
She gaped. “But—”
He cut her off before she could say anything. “I told you I wanted a divorce. That's all I want you to speak to me about. No more games or schemes. You know that Zara is back.” Eric’s voice was as cold as ice.
Iris's hand shook as she stared at the report before her.
There was no use anymore. Eric never wanted her, even though they were fated mates, especially now that Zara was back, and Evie was dying.
There was no use fighting for a marriage that never existed from the start. The only reason she fought was because of Evie, and Evie was…
Iris burst into tears again, and Eric released an exasperated growl.
“Iris!” He snapped, believing that she was trying to play her mind games on him.
“Fine!” She gritted through clenched teeth as she wiped her tears sharply. “I'll give you the divorce you want, but I have one condition.”
Eric went silent instantly. It was unexpected, for as long as he knew, Iris had been unwilling to let him go.
So to hear her agree was a shock to him. He cleared his throat, “What is it?” He asked.
Iris sniffed, “Spend time with Evie till her birthday, come for her birthday, be the good father she needs. That's all I ask.”
Eric was silent for another moment because he felt that it was a trap.
“Is that all?” He asked slowly, and Iris nodded. “Yes, that's all.”
He sighed in relief. “Okay then, come to my office and pick up the divorce papers so that you can go through them, and when it's time, you can sign them.”
Iris smiled bitterly. He already had the divorce papers waiting and ready for her, like he couldn't wait to get rid of her as soon as possible.
Eric had always hated her because he claimed that Iris tricked him during his weakest moment. It was the night his father died. He had been grieving, drunk, and vulnerable, and she had comforted him. He never forgave himself for what happened between them, and he never forgave her either.
In his mind, she had taken advantage of his heartbreak to trap him, and later used the pregnancy to bind him.
That time, he had still been hoping that Zara might return and get back with him. But his mother had made Eric swear to marry Iris before she died.
Now that Zara was back, his hatred grew even more.
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After making sure that Evie was okay, Iris went to meet Eric at his office without any delay.
Beta Jeremy gave her a sad smile as he saw her approaching. “Whatever you need, do it fast because Zara is coming soon.” He warned her.
Iris nodded, faking a smile. “Don't worry, Jeremy. I've accepted the divorce. It doesn't matter anymore, I'm done begging for love.”
He looked like he wanted to give her a hug, but controlled himself, instead he gave her an encouraging nod.
As she approached the door, she overheard Eric speaking with someone from inside his office.
“Alpha Eric,” Gamma Marcus said, “Tell me, now that Zara is back, what's the plan?”
Eric replied immediately, “I'll do what I didn't have the chance to do before, I'll make her mine. Now, she has a daughter, Tiffany, and she's really struggling to be a single mother. So she needs all the help she can get.”
Iris stood frozen at the door, her heart ached as she listened. “Really?” Marcus said, sounding shocked. “What of Iris? She also has a daughter, your daughter.”
Eric's voice became cold instantly. “Don't mention the name of that manipulative bitch, Iris, here again.” He spat.
She bit her lips to stop it from trembling. She had always known he despised her, but hearing it like this, broke something inside her.
“Woah, so you really have no feelings for her? Even after you've been married to her for five years? And you have a seven year old child with her?” Marcus asked.
Eric scoffed. “Feelings? Every day, I wish I never even met her, let alone married her. My mother forced me, she made me swear before she died, all because Iris manipulated her.”
“She disgusts me so much. The only person I have ever loved is Zara. Nothing will change that.”
A tear slipped down her cheek before she could stop it, as her wolf howled in pain in her chest.
Iris's POVAs I approached the training area, I could hear voices inside. I could hear Lucas’s deep, commanding tone as he gave instructions. I could hear the sound of fists hitting training dummies.I paused outside, and took another deep breath, then I stepped inside.The training area had a few pack warriors training, and Lucas standing in the center of the mat with his arms crossed.This wasn't unusual actually. I was late today, and since most pack members preferred to train early in the morning before their other duties, it was normal for other pack warriors to be there by this time.But right now, all I could focus on was the dirty look Lucas was giving me as I stepped inside.I winced. Today was going to be a bad day. I could tell already.Lucas’s gaze swept over me slowly, his jaw tightening. “You finally decided to join us,” he said, voice cool. “And here I thought I was getting rid of you forever,” He said, his tone flat but there was an edge in his voice that made me know
Iris's POVShane stood there with a mischievous grin on his face, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned casually against the wall opposite the door.I groaned internally. I knew I wasn’t going to hear the end of this.“So…” he drawled, his grin widening. “Where are you coming from?”“Nowhere,” I said quickly, turning back to my door, twisting the handle. “I went to take a walk to clear my head after everything that happened yesterday.”Shane snorted and the sound echoed in the empty hallway. “Oh really? Is that the story we’re going with?”“Yes,” I said firmly, finally getting my door open. I tried to step inside quickly, but Shane was faster, slipping in behind me before I could close the door in his face.“That’s interesting,” he said, his tone dripping with amusement. “Because from where I’m standing, the Alpha’s scent is all over you to the point that it’s almost nauseating. And unless I’m mistaken, you’re wrapped in his sheets.” He paused, looking me up and down. “And I’m
Iris’s POVRowan ran his hand through his hair, a gesture that I learnt meant that he was thinking carefully about what to say.“I meant what I said yesterday,” he started. “I want you, Iris. Not just physically, though that’s definitely a bonus.” He gave me a small smile. “I want a relationship with you. A real one. I want to be there for you and our child. I want to see where this goes.”“But?” I prompted, sensing there was more.“But I also don’t want to rush you,” he continued. “I know you just ended things finally with Eric yesterday. I know you’re still healing from everything that happened. I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything.”I thought about his words for a moment. He was right that I was still healing. The wounds from my marriage to Eric, from losing Evie, they were still fresh. But I also knew that I wanted this. I wanted him.“I want to try,” I said finally. “I want to see where this goes too. But you’re right that I need to take things slow. I need time to fi
Iris’s POVRowan filled me completely, and we both groaned at the sensation. He paused, giving me a moment to adjust, his forehead pressed against mine as we both breathed heavily.“You feel incredible,” he murmured, his voice strained.I couldn't form words. All I could do was pull him closer, urging him to move.He started slow, pulling out almost completely before sliding back in. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through me, building higher and higher.“Faster,” I gasped, and he obeyed as he moved his hips with more urgency now.Our bodies moved together. His mouth found mine again, swallowing my moans as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level.“Touch yourself,” he commanded roughly, and the authority in his voice sent another jolt of arousal through me.My hand slid between us, finding my sensitive center, and I rubbed in tight circles as he continued to thrust into me. The dual sensations were overwhelming.“That's it,” he groaned, watching me as he thrust. “I want to
Iris’s POVHis hands slid down my sides and gripped my hips, pulling me closer. I felt his arousal pressing against me, and it sent a jolt of desire straight through my core.“Rowan,” I gasped when his mouth moved from my lips to my jaw, trailing hot kisses down to my neck.“You have no idea,” he murmured against my skin, his teeth grazing it lightly, “how long I've wanted to do this.”He found a sensitive spot just below my ear, and I felt my legs go weak. My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him as he sucked gently on that spot.“We need to—” I tried to say, but the words dissolved into another moan as his hand slid up my ribcage, his thumb brushing under my breast through my dress.“We need to get to my room,” he completed my statement, but he didn't stop what he was doing. His hand cupped my breast fully now, and even through the gown, the touch sent sparks of pleasure through me.“Then we should probably start walking,” I managed to say, though my voice came out breathless and
Iris's POV“Stay down,” Rowan said calmly.But Eric was scrambling to his feet almost immediately. At this point, he was being controlled by desperation and fury. He came at Rowan again, throwing more punches that Rowan blocked easily.Yet, Eric refused to back down. So Rowan finally got tired and decided to end it.His fist shot out, slamming into Eric’s stomach. Eric doubled over, gasping, and Rowan threw another punch to Eric’s shoulder that sent him spinning.Eric tried to recover by swinging again, but Rowan saw it coming. He grabbed Eric’s arm, twisted it behind his back, and swept Eric’s legs out from under him. Eric went down hard, his face smacking the floor.“I said stay down,” Rowan repeated, his voice was harder now.Eric struggled against Rowan’s hold, trying to push himself up, but Rowan kept him pinned with one hand pressed firmly against his shoulder blades.“Let me go!” Eric shouted, his voice was muffled as he was pressed to the floor. “Let me—”Rowan released him an