CANE WAS NOT YET DONE WITH HER

Iris flinched when Cane pulled himself out of her and pulled her to lie on his chest, as he leaned against the bathtub.

"Are you okay?" Cane asked again, his voice didn't sound so angry anymore, as he took off her dress, while Iris snuggled against him sleepily. Her hand was numb, but it was better than the last time.

"Hm… sleepy," Iris mumbled, closing her eyes and nuzzling his neck.

Seeing her like this, of course, Cane couldn't continue to get angry with her, nor could he reprimand her for touching the lycan.

In the end, it was Cane, who bathed her and by the time they returned to their bedroom, Iris had fallen asleep and the room had been cleaned, though if you were a shifter, you would still smell a faint scent of blood inside this room, but it was still bearable.

Cane didn't put any clothes on her and let her sleep naked, since the weather was warm and a blanket was enough to keep her warm enough.