Iridian Something Was Wrong Novels & Stories

My stomach violently twisted, and a desperate urge to kick him between the legs flared through me, but I forced myself to hold back. My father's helpless, tear-filled eyes stared at me. He shook his head frantically, pulling his lips tightly together in a desperate plea. "Don't act reckless, Iris! This matter doesn't concern you!" he yelled, trying to shield me from the burden. I closed my eyes tightly, letting a fresh wave of tears flow freely down my face. Oh, Moon Goddess, why? You really made my eighteenth birthday the worst night of my life. "You are taking far too much time," Ryker groaned impatiently, his voice sharpening.

"That one day you’ll wake up and realize you deserve more than him and leave. Damn the land and just leave him. He's a monster." Iris stiffened. "Nathan is my mate." "No he's not. He broke the bond and left you for dead months ago" Amara shot fiercely. "Whatever you have is only in name. You're slowly dying here Iris." "Then leave me." Iris snapped back, instead of rage she felt panic, "Don't seat here and wait for it to happen why don't you just leave!"

For whatever reason, this blanket always seemed to steady her nerves. I had learned early on that Iris slept light and fitful. Her night terrors unconsciously yanked taut our bond, dragging me from slumber and into her room. Lately, they had intensified, exacerbated most like from recent events. Iris had started waking in the dead of night before I could go to her unnoticed and not be accused as an opportunist. It did not surprise me that the exhaustion had caught up to her. Now it was impossible to tell she struggled with sleeping at all, as she began to drool as she leaned heavily sideways. My hand lingered over the curve of her shoulder as I secured the blanket over her.

Iris’s POV Lucian locked me in his study after he got the message that Jacob had invaded the pack. I banged at the door with all my might, but it didn't budge. I had transformed successfully back at the Luna's pack. I should be able to break this door, but I couldn't. I wasn't even with my phone, so I couldn't call anyone. I paced about, tired and confused. Then I remembered something. “Ira!” I gasped.

If you find anything strange in their behavior, you will me know” I said to him and he nodded. "Yes, your majesty," I was left with so much frustration that I wanted to punch away all my worries on the wall. I gritted my anger, allowing it to take over me for a bit before I slumped to the nearest chair in the room. What if something bad happened to iris that was why she isn't back yet. What if she has been attacked and killed. She couldn’t have leave without her bracelet. How would she disguise herself? Knowing she would be in danger and easily be spotted as well.

"Should I tell him—" "No." I replied sharply. "Do not tell him anything. I will figure out this problem myself and get to the bottom of these nightmares. Because I am confused as to why I keep on seeing these visions about all these battles and wars when I am not even one of you. I am just a human and yet my whole life has taken one big step that I don't even understand." "Iris, it's time to go," Dylan called out to me from afar. "Thank you for all your help, Kavan. I appreciate the efforts you put in just for me," I said gratefully before approaching the children who were waiting for me.

"Elara, where are you? Tell us where you are!" It was Draven. The desperation in his voice made my throat tight. "The Red Sky pack territory. The main house. Please, you have to—" The line went dead. I stared at the receiver, my heart stopping. No dial tone. Nothing. I looked up. Iris stood there, the severed phone cord dangling from her hand. She had cut the fucking cord. What the actual fuck? "I'm sorry," she whispered. Her face had transformed from sympathetic to cold. "I can't let you do this."

Whatever the hell was happening now, he’d pick it up soon enough: Wolf was nothing if not direct. “Listen up, girl,” Wolf was saying to a cowering Iris. “Last chance now and no fuckin’ around… who the fuck are you?” “I’m – I’m nobody,” she stammered. “Just Iris.” “‘Just Iris’ nothin’. You’ve got somethin’ to do with that cult, don’t you? The Garden of Fuckin’ Sunbeams or whatever the hell it’s called.” “The Garden of Divine Light,” she corrected him automatically, then it clearly occurred to her that she’d just given herself away. “I mean – I don’t know…”

I suddenly hear footsteps and whip around to see who it is. My eyes widen at the sight of Zeus. He walks over and stops right in front of my cell door. I slowly step forward until I am a few inches from the bars. "Are you alright?" I whisper. He nods slowly, his face stoic. "What happened?" He asked me. "Everything bad that has ever happened in Iris' life can all be explained by rogue dragons. She was furious at this and I couldn't get her to calm down until it was too late, you were already unconscious," I say, biting my lip.

He said before walking out. What happened to Zaria was because of her stubbornness and her kind heart. This was never Iris's fault. She didn't choose to be the main key to a ritual. The moon goddess just wanted to test us with this little trial and we are going to sail through it together. Iris didn't wake up throughout the day. I got worried and asked the doctors if she was okay and they confirmed she was fine. Nonetheless, I continued watching over her. She didn't move an inch. She just slept peacefully.