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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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SIDE STORY (DEXTER): THE BRIGHT LIGHT

"I had a woman before. She died." Dexter looked at Letto.

 

Dexter didn't want to remember about this, but in the past, he used to have a woman that he liked, but with the life that he lived in, it was not possible to have someone by his side without risking their life.

 

Aria.

 

That woman's name was Aria.

 

That woman was beautiful. Her smile was the brightest and Dexter had never seen someone, who could make him forgot about all the adversity in his life.

 

How long it had been since the last time he saw her? Twenty years? Twenty five years?

 

After all, the two of them were very young, probably sixteen? Seventeen? Dexter lost count. He was no longer counting days and just breezed through this life.

 

Aria. Her name was beautiful, just like her.

 

She had dimples on both of her cheeks, her brown eyes and brown hair made brown became the color that Dexter loved.