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The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- “Why do you have scars?” All of sudden, Iris changed the topic, as she looked at Cane in the eyes. She was still clutching to his sleeves. “Your father gave me,” Cane replied. He thought, Iris wouldn’t remember this conversation when she woke up. “That must be so painful.” “They are.” “Will the scars heal?” “I don’t think so.” The night indeed made you vulnerable and let you said something that you would never admit when it was bright. The obscurity softened your heart. “Too bad. You have a warm soul.” Iris frowned slightly. “I no longer have a soul.” He had sold his soul for the freedom of his people. There was nothing left of him right now. “Yes, you have, but you are in so much pain.” Iris blinked her eyes. “Your beast is in pain. You have so many scars.” “The only scars that I have is on my face.” Iris shook her head meekly. “I am not talking about your face. I am talking about your soul. Too bad, you are in so much pain… what my father and brother had done to you must be painful…” And after that, Iris closed her eyes and fell asleep. ====================== She is the daughter of an alpha who has killed his family, razed his pack and has also made his people slaves. Now, he has achieved revenge after ten years of being treated as a slave and was living a life that no one would ever imagine. Life akin to hell. And ten years later, Alpha Cane manages to take over and kill the alpha who has made the lives of his people worse than death. It was time for him to make the children of the alpha pay for what their father had done. Only… Iris was a runt and she was very different from her father.

i_want_to_sleep · Fantasy
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1042 Chs

HELPING OUT THE PACK

"Are you sure she is Gerald's daughter?" A young woman approached Grilla, as she stared at Iris. "Or is she just pretending to be nice?"

Grilla shook her head. "I don't know," she replied in a small voice, but she intended to look at her closely.

Meanwhile, Iris was not aware of what they were talking about, she only thought that they were mocking or cursing her for being there, which she was already used to and now, she only focused on what she was doing.

Attentively, she removed the bandages and cleaned up the rotten flesh and applied ointment, before she bandaged the wounds again. She had done it thrice before, so the fourth time was much easier for her.

However, the fifth man stirred and opened his eyes. Iris was surprised, but offered him a smile. She just put on ointment and only needed to bandage him again, but seeing he woke up, she offered to give him a glass of water, thinking he must be thirsty after being unconscious for so long.