All Chapters of Too Late, Alpha: The Mate He Never Wanted: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Iris’s POVI should have known that I was a trouble magnet. I was having so much fun that I should have known it wouldn’t last.The palace spa was incredible. The moment we walked in, we were greeted by friendly staff who welcomed us warmly and led us to a luxurious waiting area with some comfortable chairs and some light refreshments.“This is amazing,” Claire breathed, looking around with wide eyes.“I know, right?” Vivian agreed, already sitting on one of the plush chairs. “I could get used to this. Maybe I'll talk to Derek so we can get something like this in our own pack.”We were given robes and slippers, then led to separate rooms for our treatments. I chose a prenatal massage, which the staff assured me was completely safe for the baby.The massage was heavenly. The masseuse worked out all the tension in my shoulders and back that I hadn’t even realized was there. For the first time in days, I felt myself truly relaxing.After the massage, we all met up in a communal relaxatio

Iris’s POVIt took a while for me to get myself back together, and I wasn't proud of it, but I fled.I couldn't stay in that bathroom with Zara's unconscious body and all that wreck. I couldn't think straight. All I could do was run.I stumbled out of the bathroom, my hands still shaking, my mind racing with questions I had no answers for.What had just happened to me? What was that strength? That rage? That inhuman growl?I made it halfway down the hallway before I ran straight into Jasmine, Vivian, and Claire. They were coming toward the bathrooms, clearly worried."Iris!" Jasmine said, relief flooding her face. "There you are. We were getting worried. You've been gone for a while."They all stopped when they got a good look at me. Their expressions shifted from relief to concern."Are you okay?" Claire asked, her eyes scanning me up and down. "You look weird. Is something wrong?"I realized I must have looked terrible. My hands were trembling, my breathing was uneven, and I probabl

Iris’s POVToday was the sixth day of the celebration. We had just one more day to go, and I was not myself anymore.The lack of sleep, the nightmares, added with the paranoia about what had happened with Zara, all of it was getting to me. I was sick of everything.I felt like I was falling apart, piece by piece, and I didn’t know how to stop it.Everyone assumed it was the baby causing my mood swings and exhaustion. Claire kept giving me sympathetic looks and sharing stories about her own difficult pregnancies. Vivian kept offering to get me water or snacks. Jasmine kept asking if I needed to rest.Everyone assumed it was pregnancy.Everyone except Rowan.He kept giving me suspicious glances throughout breakfast. His eyes would linger on me, watching my every move. But he didn’t say anything. He stayed close and made sure I had everything I needed no matter how small or big.I noticed Shane was nowhere to be found that morning. His usual seat at the breakfast table was empty, and no

Iris’s POVAt the dinner party that night, I noticed something immediately.Zara and Tiffany were missing.Their usual table was empty. Eric sat alone, looking uncomfortable and isolated. Other guests kept glancing at the empty seats with curious expressions.I knew exactly why they weren’t there. According to Rowan, several people knew that she had been injured in that restroom, but she was still unconscious, and couldn’t tell anyone who had done it.Guilt settled heavily in my chest.Yes, Zara had attacked me first. Yes, I had been defending myself. But I had lost control and hurt her badly enough that she couldn’t attend tonight’s dinner.“Stop thinking about it,” Rowan murmured in my ear, sensing my guilt. “She attacked you first, a pregnant woman. She deserved whatever she got.”“I know,” I said quietly. “But I still feel bad about how far I took it.”“You were defending yourself and our baby,” Rowan insisted firmly. “Don’t feel guilty for that.”I nodded, but the guilt didn’t co

Iris’s POVI jolted awake with a gasp, my entire body drenched in sweat. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest.My lips were tingling. The sensation of that kiss was still there, and it felt so real that it made my stomach turn violently.I scrambled out of bed, nearly tripping over my own feet as I rushed toward the bathroom. I barely made it to the toilet before I started throwing up.Everything I had eaten at dinner came back up. My body heaved and shook as I vomited again and again.“Iris!” Rowan’s voice came from behind me, filled with alarm.I heard his footsteps rushing towards me. Then his hands were on me, pulling my hair back gently, rubbing soothing circles on my back.“It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’ve got you.”But it wasn’t okay. Nothing was okay.I kept throwing up until there was nothing left in my stomach, and even then my body continued to heave.When it finally stopped, I slumped against the toilet, too weak to move. Tears were streamin