All Chapters of Claimed by My Alpha’s Lycan Boss: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

IRIS POV:Sarah was in the sitting room with her legs tucked under her on the sofa, her phone in her hand. She looked up the moment she heard the door.Her face did something I had never seen it do before.It went completely blank.The way a face goes when it is trying to process two things at the same time and cannot decide which one to land on.“Sarah,” I said.She stood up slowly.Her eyes moved from my face to my forehead. To the dried blood. To my clothes. Back to my face.“I don't understand,” she said quietly.“I know I look…”“No.” She held up one hand. “Iris. You just left.”I stopped.“What?”“You came back thirty minutes ago,” she said. “You sat right there.” She pointed at the sofa. “We talked. You said you needed some air and went outside, and I've been sitting here waiting for you to come back through that door.” She looked at me. “And now you're coming through that door with blood on your face, and I genuinely cannot explain what I'm looking at.”I stood very still.“Wh

IRIS POV:I closed my bedroom door behind us.Sarah sat on the bed, and I sat beside her."You remember that morning," I said, "when Aurelian sent a box and there was a dress inside?""I remember," she said."And you remember the car that came at seven?""Yes.""I didn't tell you where it was taking me," I said.Sarah looked at me. "No, you didn't."I looked at my hands."Also, I told you that dress was made for someone named Fiona," I said."Yes, you did, but you didn't actually finish.""Okay, I want to open up to you, Sarah, because as of this moment, you might be in danger if you aren't aware.""Danger? How?" Sarah frowned slightly.I looked at her directly."Aurelian needed someone to go somewhere with him and act as Fiona," I said. "That's why he sent her clothes. He needed me to walk into a room full of people who knew her and answer to her name. And I agreed."Sarah stared at me."You pretended to be someone else," she said."Yes.""In front of people who actually knew her.""

IRIS POV:I walked down the porch steps slowly.Fiona watched me come toward her with an expression I recognized because I had seen it in my own mirror. My face. But the way she was wearing it was nothing like me.She looked almost amused."What is this?" she said.I stopped a few feet from her.She was looking at me the way you looked at something that shouldn't exist. Like the problem wasn't that she was standing in front of me. The problem was that I was standing in front of her.Aurelian was between us now, looking from her face to mine and back again with the expression of a man whose entire sense of certainty had just been pulled out from under him.Sarah appeared at the door behind me."Aurelian," she said from the porch. "Iris and I were upstairs together when she called you. We have been in this house for hours."Aurelian looked at Sarah.Then he looked at the woman beside him.Then at me."He came and found me outside," Fiona said simply, nodding toward Aurelian. "Waiting by

IRIS POV:I stayed in the sitting room for a while after turning off the television, just standing there with the blank screen and the quiet of the house around me.Then I grabbed my jacket from the hook by the door and went outside.I didn't have a destination. I just needed air and movement.The morning was cool, and the streets were busy enough that I could walk without thinking too hard, people moving around me in every direction, nobody paying attention to anyone else, which was exactly what I needed.I walked for about twenty minutes before I stopped at a small café on the corner of a street I used to walk down every day before everything fell apart when I left Nicholas. I went in, ordered a coffee, found a seat by the window, and just sat."Iris," a voice came from behind me. It was an elderly lady's voice, and I turned to see.She was holding a coffee cup and looking at me with an expression that wasn't friendly at all, and I didn't care."Yes," I said, frowning.She looked at

IRIS POV:We were still upstairs going through my wardrobe when I heard the front door open downstairs.My mother's voice called out from the hallway."Iris? Sarah's car is outside, are you both home?""Upstairs, Mum," I called back.Her footsteps came up the stairs, and she appeared at the bedroom door, still in her work clothes, bag on her shoulder, looking between me and Sarah and the dresses spread across the bed."What's happening?" she asked.I picked up the second envelope from the bedside table and held it out to her.She looked at it, then at me, then took it and opened it.I watched her face as she read it.She finished, folded the card carefully, and put it back in the envelope."Well," she said quietly. "At least I know what to wear tomorrow." She set her bag down on the chair. "I am a certified nurse assistant. If Diane Castellan wants me standing beside her all day, that's her business. I've handled more difficult people in a hospital ward before breakfast.""Mum…""I'm