Iridian Something Was Wrong Novels & Stories

She blinked rapidly, praying it was all just a trick of her mind, that her vision wasn’t truly failing her. “Hello, Iris, Ivan, Derek?” Autumn called out, her voice cracking with fear. She could barely see them through the blur, but she knew they were there. Ivan hesitated, an instinctual urge to go to Autumn’s side flickering in his eyes. But Iris grabbed his arm, pulling him back. She started coughing violently, her face contorted in a grimace of faux distress. If her sister was going to die, Iris thought, it would solve all her problems in one fell swoop.

Its ancient consciousness, normally vast and reassuring, now felt fragmented, struggling to maintain coherence as the poison spread through the network it had spent decades building. "How long do we have?" Iris asked, though she dreaded the answer. Through her bond with the garden, she could feel the corruption spreading like wildfire, jumping from plant to plant with malevolent intelligence. The eternal roses were beginning to turn brown at their edges, their whispered communications becoming increasingly frantic as they fought a battle they couldn't win.

And she… she would sit back, a quiet observer in the storm of their downfall, the past giving her the power to reshape the present. As the night deepened, Irene left her office briefly to look out over the city. Lights twinkled, cars rushed by, and life went on as usual. No one suspected the chaos that would erupt tomorrow, the empire that would crumble, the lives that would be upended—all by the calculated hand of Iridna. She whispered the name to herself once more, a promise and a declaration. “Iridina is back. And nothing will ever be the same.”

He clapped on Nero’s shoulder and walked away. This was not helpful the least He had just made his mind up and casted Vida aside for his best friend and the dying wish of the Alpha. It made thing so much more complicated. His mind was now racing in circles, his discussion with Gordon had confused him on a complete new level. He fell backwards on his bed, staring up on the ceiling as thoughts just kept running away with him. He tried to grab for his Amulet around his neck when he noticed it wasn’t there.

ARIANA The silence that followed my decision was deafening. If a leaf had dropped, we all would have heard the thud. I braced myself for their questions. I hadn't thought this through and I didn't have to. Leon’s betrayal proved the Moon Goddess had done me a favor by not making him my mate. If she had chosen Levi for me, she had a reason, and I had to trust that her reason wasn't to make me suffer more. “What did you just say?”

Iris turned her head to look down at me, and that same small smile was still on her lips. But her eyes— Her eyes looked different. Like she was looking at a stranger. "Iris?" I asked, my voice breaking. "What… what's going on?" She didn't answer right away. She just stood there, staring down at me with that strange expression. My wolf was going absolutely crazy inside me now, snarling and howling. Not mate! he kept repeating. Not our mate! Something wrong! Wrong! But I still didn't understand what he was trying to tell me.

No one was in the right set of mind to question what Dorothea was doing in the Astral palace at that odd hour of the night. Iris ran behind Eros to try to tell him that he is making a mistake that he will regret in the future. But just as suddenly as she travelled to the past, she found herself grasping for breath in the present. "Iris? What happened?" Eros asked with concern and helped her to drink some water. Iris pushed the water glass away impatiently. "She is not the murderer. Don't send her to prison" she cried desperately, which confused Eros.

Daria looks visibly upset. “I told you; I had a meeting and Alpha Titan means us no harm,” Iris tells her, then starts for the stairs. “You forget who you are. You are no longer the Alpha’s Daughter, you are the Alpha,” Daria states. “I am aware of what and who I am,” Iris fires back. “Good luck,” Daria throws her hands up and goes to bed. Iris went up and got ready for bed herself. As she was about to drift off, the rogue alarm starts to sound throughout the pack.

Chapter 162: The City of Mirrors The morning sun over Santiago was unusually harsh, bleaching the colors from the mural in the EmberRoots courtyard. Sophia squinted against it, a faint headache pressing behind her eyes. She hadn’t slept much since the latest wave of disinformation—Eris’s fabrications still drifted through the network like fine dust, settling in places they hadn’t yet reached to clean. Raven walked in from the street, a backpack slung over one shoulder. He didn’t bother with greetings. “We found something.”