Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed by My Alpha’s Lycan Boss: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

NICHOLAS POV“I’m not Iris,” she said. “Call me Fiona.”A heavy cold settled at the back of my neck.I looked at her again, really looked this time. She had the same face. Same voice. But the way she sat in that chair with her legs crossed, completely relaxed was different. This wasn’t Iris. In all the years I’d known her, Iris had never looked at me that way.“Fiona,” I said slowly, testing the name.“Good,” she replied.“You were just outside,” I said. “With him. I watched you walk out.”“That was Iris,” she said simply. “We share the same face. It confuses people.”I stayed quiet for a moment.“What do you want?” I finally asked.She looked at me with eyes that were Iris’s and somehow weren’t.“I want to know how angry you are,” she said.“Excuse me?”“Not at Iris,” she clarified. “At him. At Aurelian.” She tilted her head slightly. “He walked into your building today. Sat in your office, told you, in front of one of your own pack members, someone you have history with, that you’r

IRIS POV:“Hello?”“Yes, Iris.” Aurelian’s voice came through the phone.I had been pacing my room, over and over, trying to figure out how to make Fiona see her mother, my mother.“Three days is too long. Let’s do it tomorrow,” I said.There was a pause before he spoke. “Why the sudden urgency, Iris?” he asked. “You already know how many ways this could go wrong. We need time to prepare you, to set...”“I don’t care, Aurelian. Can it be done?” I cut in.“I can’t risk your life like that,” he said. “Why do you suddenly want to go?”“I’m choosing not to answer that,” I replied. “Just be at my place. Tell me how you’re getting Fiona out, give me her clothes, and I’ll go in.”“That’s exactly why we need more time.”“But I don’t have any,” I said quietly.There was a long pause on the other end of the line.“Iris,” Aurelian said.“She needs to see her,” I told him. “My mother. She sat at that table tonight and held two hospital bracelets, one in each hand, and cried without making a sound

IRIS POV:The fear in me grew even higher, not because of seven dangerous men behind me but because of whoever they called boss that I was about to meet.I felt their eyes on my clothes. I needed to do something to convince them even more.“So you were sent here… and you sat in your cars doing nothing?” I let out a cold laugh, the same one Fiona gave me when we first met. “And you still dare lie to my face?”I shook my head as we walked.“I’ll let it pass. Just this once,” I said coldly.“It’s not like that… we...”“Save it,” I cut him off.“Before I meet the boss, I want to get my dress from my room, and I need you to tell me what you think of the dress.”“Yes, Madam Fiona,” he said.They went ahead of me, and the building doors swung open, and I stepped inside.I almost stopped walking.It was abandoned. Completely. The walls were cracked, the paint peeling off in long strips. Dust covered the floor so thick it rose with every step. Old metal shelves lined the walls, empty. A broken

IRIS POV:Cassian looked at me with dark, hungry eyes, then grabbed my waist with both hands and started walking me backward toward the big desk in the middle of the room.His mouth never left mine. He kissed me deep and messy, his tongue sliding against mine as he pushed me until the edge of the desk hit the back of my thighs.“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice rough.I obeyed without thinking. He spun me around fast and bent me over the desk, my chest pressing against the cool wood. His hands moved quickly now, no more teasing. He grabbed the sides of my panties and yanked them down my legs in one rough pull. The thin fabric slid to my ankles, and I stepped out of them.Next, he found the zipper at the back of the red dress. He pulled it down fast, the sound loud in the quiet room. Then he grabbed the hem and dragged the whole dress up over my head, tossing it aside. I was completely naked now, bent over his desk, my breasts pressed against the wood, my ass in the air.Cassian ste

IRIS POV:I opened my eyes and looked around. There was no sunlight. Then I remembered where I was. I had thought everything that had happened was just a bad dream.I turned onto my back and saw Fiona was already up. She stood in front of the mirror, running a comb slowly through her hair. She was already dressed and composed, like she had been awake for hours. She caught my reflection looking at her but said nothing.I sat up slowly. “You’re up already?”“I don’t sleep much,” she said, setting the comb down on the table.I looked around the room, and something caught my eye, something that wasn’t there last night.Laid out neatly on the chair beside the bed was an outfit.It was clean and looked very expensive. It looked like the kind of clothes Fiona would wear, but she was already wearing something.I stared at it for a moment.“That’s for you,” she said without turning around.I got up, picked up the dress, and looked at it in the mirror.“Well? Put it on,” she said.I hesitated f