FINAL EPISODE IRIS I woke up to the sound of glass shattering. I sat up immediately and looked at the accident that had happened. "Sorry, it slipped," Anya said with pleading eyes. She immediately picked up a broom and swept the dangerous, pointy materials away into the trash can. "What are you doing here anyway?" I asked her after she had finished cleaning. "I came to check up on you. I wanted to see how you were doing. My brother told me you were in the hospital. And also, Jason was worried about you. He's in detention tho. He'll swing by later in the evening." She explained after taking a seat."So, how are you feeling?" "Better, I guess." I laid back on the bed and tucked myself in. "Strong enough to leave this place this instant. I really hate the smell of hospitals." Anya giggled. "Who doesn't? Well, except for the doctors and nurses. Nobody likes to be sick and get confined in a pace that reeks of antiseptics." "Yeah, you totally get it." I sighed. "Actually, I'm her
IRIS "You're no good." He kicked my stomach repeatedly. I tasted something like liquid metal on my tongue; Blood and I also felt like passing out. What had I done to deserve this brutal treatment? Was it my fault that my mother and my brother died? "Don't kill her, father. We need her around the house. If she sustains much damage, who's going to do the chores? Definitely not me." Lyra sat on the other side of the living room, smiling devilishly at me. I stared at her through hooded eyes and gritted teeth. "That's true, dear." He gave me one last kick before moving away from me. "Let's go, honey." He grabbed her school back and together they walked out, but not without Lyra giving me the fakest ugly smile she could ever come up with. My mother and I used to live happily with my father in the Blood Rose pack. We were the envy of every other family. My father was a beta and so, I got his genes. He was strong and because of that, kids didn't bully me at school. I was shown all the
IRIS The happiness on my face disappeared when I noticed my stepfather standing at the door with a whip. I gulped hard as I approached him. I knew the whip was for me but what I didn't know was my offense. "Good afternoon, sir." I greeted him and made to walk past him but the glare on his face was enough to make me rethink that action. I wondered what Lyra had said this time to make him look that angry. "What's your mission, Iris? Haven't you taken enough from me and now, you want to take from my daughter?" He said through gritted teeth and fire-blazing eyes. What was he talking about? "I'm sorry, sir." Trying to ask questions would only make things worse, I learned this the hard way over the years. I bowed my head, my eyes meeting the ground. I dared not look into his face. The next thing I felt was a lash on my arms. I instinctively moved away from him, holding my arm. "Now, Iris, let me give you a warning. Stay away from Alpha Fenrir. He belongs to my daughter. A lowlife lik
IRIS "What do you mean by that? That's not for you to decide. It's the custom and I have to abide by it." I defended myself against them. "See, daddy? I told you she has eyes for him. She just wants to show her ugly face to the world and the prince. She thinks he likes her just because he spoke to her a few times." Lyra scoffed and folded her hands. "I don't want her to go there, daddy. Stop her." "You heard my daughter, take off your clothes and find something reasonable to do," Bennett commanded. As expected, I was supposed to bow my head dejectedly and give in to their demands but no! Not today. "No, I refuse to let you tie me down here when every other person will be at the party," I yelled in defense. Bennett took predatory steps toward me while I carefully moved away from him. "I see you've grown wings." He slapped me with his full strength, making me fall to the ground and yelping in pain. He started kicking me all over. All I could do was cry and watch Lyra smile at the t
IRIS "You piece of shît!" Bennett slammed my small body into a series of trash cans. Loads of dirt fell on me but he still didn't leave me. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the house. I knew I was done for. Bennett wasn't a merciful man. He abused his strength whenever it got to my case and tonight, it was either he killed me or I kill myself out of frustration. I was bothered about what the outcome would be. The fact that Fenrir rejected me made me forget all my sorrows. It was as though I had become numb to the pain. The one way I thought I could exert my revenge on the people who treated me badly had just flashed before my eyes. "He knew I was his mate," I muttered to myself. "All these while, he knew and yet, he didn't say anything." I was pained, hurt, and broken. The thought of Lyra taking my place wounded my heart severely. The worst part? I had no friend to turn to. I was more or less a lone wolf. "I'm going to treat you like the trash you are, Iris," Bennett
IRIS I slowly opened my eyes, only to be overwhelmed by sharp pains all over my body and an eye-stinging light. I shut them back immediately. "She's awake." I heard a muffled voice and the torch was taken away from my face. "Set the fire... dinner is set." Someone said and the men left. I struggled to sit up but the pain wouldn't let me. Where was I? "Struggling is pointless, my dear. Don't worry, you are in safe hands." He smiled crookedly and sat down beside me. I wanted to shift away but I couldn't. I was too tired and weak. "Where am I?" I asked him. "You're with a hunting group." He replied. "We found you lying unconsciously by the river. Were you trying to commit suicide or something?" He questioned. I didn't know what to tell him but I was sure glad for his help. "Thank you for saving me." I simply said. The memories were still fresh; from the brutal rejection to being thrown down a cliff. I couldn't hold back my tears. I thought I was going to die and I was happy. I th
IRIS The pain I felt in between my legs was nothing to write home about, coupled with the darkness and hunger I had to live with. I hope the goddess was enjoying the show because it just got better. "Stand up!" One of the female guards yelled at me and I stood up. The other one roughly grabbed my hand and pulled me alongside them. I wondered where they were taking me. During all three days in prison, I reminisced on my past, my present, and my future. I used to think I was special but now, all I know is that I have no reason to live. In a few days, I had turned worse than trash. I hated my parents, I hated myself, my parents, and the world. To hell with the goddess or whatever her name was. I was taken to a large kitchen and was asked to sit on thr floor. I obeyed without arguing. A tray with food was placed in front of me to eat. At first, I felt uneasy but after my stomach growled, I began to eat. The food tasted so nice that I began rushing it. I almost choked on the food. "Lo
IRIS "You're excused, Iris. You will meet your tour guide on your way out. Take good care of yourself." He smiled. I bowed and left the room to avoid much drama. "I wanna go back." Artemis cried. Artemis is my wolf. Aside from Fenrir, she was one of the reasons I wanted to stay alive. She would console me every night I woke up from a nightmare and every night I would stay up because of some severe injury inflicted on me by my stepfather. "Suck it in, Arti, shouldn't you be dying for Fenrir instead?" I rolled my eyes. "That idîot. This one is more good-looking than that stûck up fool." She grouched. "Glad we think alike." As Alpha Finn had said, I met a man waiting down the hallway for me. "Is this place too hot or is it just me?" Artemis asked on arrival to the man. "Shut up," I whispered to her and kept my cool. "Hello, Iris. My name is Damon, the Beta of this pack, and I will be your tour guide for today." He took my hand and kissed the back of my palm. I could sense Artemi