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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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SHE IS A KIND WOMAN

The poem was carved meticulously, it must have taken so much effort to carve such a long poem on the root of this huge tree.

"I read that it is your pack tradition to carve a poem on the tombstone of your deceased loved ones." Iris was not sure whether Cane heard her or not at this moment, because his eyes were fixed on the poem that she carved on the root years ago. "I didn't read many books about poems. This is the only poem that I can find and I thought it has a beautiful meaning."

Iris tried to explain herself, she was afraid that the poem was not to his liking or she offended him in some way, because Cane didn't say anything after reading it.

Was he angry at her? She couldn't say that for sure. The alpha was unpredictable and hard to read.