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.

There were far more rats in this basement behind a food court than near the trash pile outside the villa. In no time, a dark swarm of them crowded together, frantically licking up the strange liquid. I took a step back to give them room, and at that exact moment, a faint robotic voice rang in my ear. "Binding capacity reached. The list has been refreshed. Dalton Brown has been removed." I had still been feeling a little tired, but the moment the emotionless voice fell, my body suddenly felt much lighter. I told Shaun about it, and he told me to head to a nearby hotel right away.

"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.

he said, "He just. Disappeared." His head fell to one side. Ilyria thought she should check to see if he was dead but could not bring herself to touch him. She crossed to the other side of the courtyard, thinking about what Dirk had told her and desperate for clues as to where the companions were or how she might escape Yxat. There was a tingling at her thigh which she at first thought was the Deluvian switchblade, but then the object knocked against her thigh, and she remembered. The token. Would it work again?

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.

Zion told Silver whatever she wanted to know and her mouth had hung so low that Zion too understood something was off. “What happened? Is there something going on?” Zion questioned, but before Silver could answer him, Iris appeared out of nowhere after she watched them from the window. “I am sorry to interrupt your perfect meeting, but it’s his medicine time.” She had a stern look on her face when talking to Silver. Soon she took Zion away from her, but she had gathered everything she wanted. “23 October,” she repeated to herself, “Oh God!” her heart raced inside her chest when she connected the dots.