IrisAlpha Aidan guided me to his wing, hands on the small of my back, taking me away from the stranger who, for some reason, had disliked me.If she were always this rude, she would have a problem being in the pack, especially with me."Come on, Iris, stop being mad over nothing; Katherine doesn't mean any harm." Aidan chuckled, looking forward immediately so he wouldn't meet my glare.Seeing his beautiful face, I scoffed and continued the walk into my room. When we reached there, he settled me on the bed, standing in front of me and tipping my chin upward so he could look into my face.He smiled when he saw my face, saying, "You look like a scarecrow with that look on.""Is she always like that?"He caressed my face, tucking stray hairs behind my ears and saying, "Well, in some way, but don't get worked up; I'll never let her get to you."I brushed his sweetness off so it didn't get awkward; it was incredible playing around, hoping to get him to help me forget Tristan, but the farthe

Iris POV The following day, I was dressed and ready to reach the temple in my white gown and scarf. The material pushed sadness into me as I thought of Zelda.I wanted to think she had gone to a better place, but the thought of the pain she would have gone through before she died brought tears to my eyes.It was too much not to know where I stood in all of this, being Akasha.Because of me, parks and clans would be destroyed; does that make me a villain? But not having a clue about all of this, did it then make me innocent? Besides, if Artemis wanted to punish her daughter, why not punish her alone instead of wiping out innocents with her?I sighed, putting on my sandals, and, staring at my tired face in the mirror, I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hands, then left the room, the veil leaving only my face out.Stepping downstairs, I was hoping to grab a small bite before I went off, but instead of only Alpha Aidan, Katherine was sitting opposite him, warming her hands on the mug o

IRIS POV The noise of "Life to the Alpha!" woke me up from my slumber, jerking me up from the bed.With this, the pain that shot through my head made it impossible to have a clear view of my surroundings.As the film in my eyes began to clear, I looked at the wall. It was just six and very early, but the noise was so loud."LIFE TO THE ALPHA*" The voices came up again; they were loud cheers and even instrumentals, deafening me, but everyone else seemed to enjoy it.Why all of this?Then it hit me; It was Tristan's ceremony. How did I forget so soon?I stood up from bed, rubbing my eyes with my hands, before walking to the window.The number of crowds standing at the gates alarmed me; they were dressed and happy. Ready to see their favorite Alpha reinstalled.Only if they knew he was also a jerk!I exhaled. Moreover, I didn't give a damn. He was better off not being an Alpha than the arrogant, self-centered person he was now.Everything was perfect in Vampire clan, even though we wer

Iris."Come again?" I told Katherine. She did come, dressed in a white ball gown that suddenly made my red look ordinary. It brought out her hair and blinged. She was the star of the party since most people knew her there.They all passed by nodding at her or greeting her full-heartedly, which she usually shoved aside, but when necessary, she nodded back.She laughed, raising the glass cup to her lips, "You don't think the council will let a hybrid be their Luna and all?"She saw my gaze fall, and she laughed, "Wait, did you think that? I gave you more credit, it seems.""No," I said as a matter of fact, "I never wanted to be Luna." "Enough coincidence being two Alphas, mate; that's just not my thing." "Lie much, Iris?" She shook her head, then in a minute, she was excited, her lips curling into an awful smile, making me curious: "Tristan didn't want me telling you, but..."I waited, holding my breath."He only wanted you by his side to get more of the love of the people."##### "That

Authors POV Iris stared at the book's first page, its handwriting-like designs making it harder for her to decipher.She swallowed the frustration brewing in her throat; no one told her she had also to encounter the difficulty of trying to sort out letters.She held her head in her palms, shutting her eyes tight, and sighed. She was going to try to figure it out and read it out.She stood up and walked to the window, staring at the sky—was that the full moon peeping out of the sky on an evening?She placed the book on the pain, bracing herself, and felt the letters with her fingers tracing.Then it hit her—the more she started, the more it made sense.It was.... she turned the book. The letters were written upside down, inverting the meaning of the words.She hoped she was right in the beginning to read it out. She was; it was beginning to make more sense now.She held it against her and began reading, "Adored, powerful, and holding great responsibility in paradise, she is who you thi