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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.

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NOT TO TELL ANYONE

"What?" Redmond tilted his head in confusion. He looked at the Alpha, as if the latter was talking in a foreign language. "What do you want to know?"

Cane didn't respond to that rhetorical question, but the way he looked at Redmond made the warrior talk without posing any other unnecessary questions.

"I am not always around the pack house, okay? So, I don't know much about it. More so, you would only be able to see her once in a blue moon, since she spent her whole life inside her bedroom. She was a sickly child." Redmond shrugged his shoulders. "Even now, she still gets sick so easily."

This was not the answer Cane was looking for. "Think harder."

Redmond was slightly taken aback seeing how Cane acted right now. He even forgot to stand up, as he still sat down on the ground, looking like a slave in front of his master.