All Chapters of Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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

DARIUS'S POVThe scent of my wolf’s triumph lingered in the sunroom.I had left Iris standing in the white silk, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and the nascent, dangerous hope that I was willing to risk everything for her. The public, coded claiming was necessary. She needed to know her protection was absolute, and Venus needed to know the cost of touching my possession.I finished the perimeter discussion with Alpha Ronan quickly, my mind already elsewhere. The financial merger was secured. The wedding date was firm. My immediate focus shifted entirely to damage control and control.I found Conrick in the secondary study, reviewing security logs. He looked up, his expression grim.“The confinement is holding, Alpha,” Conrick reported, without preamble. “Venus is in the East Wing. She is enraged, but silent. She knows she is being watched. She demanded to see her father, but Alpha Ronan is occupied with the security review.”“Good,” I said, stripping off my formal jacket and rol

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

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

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