493: IRIS LOST HER TEMPER

IRIS LOST HER TEMPER

Redmond could smell Sofia's scent from behind the door of the luna's bedroom, but she was not alone, Maria was there with her to take care of her. The old lady had been taking a good care of her, especially after the death of Jemma and she didn't have anyone in this pack. 

The dispute she had with Iris had sent Kaz and a few other pack members of the Howling Wolf pack to the dungeon and Kaz was the one, who was very vocal to support Sofia, ever since she arrived in this pack. 

Redmond was glad Cane stood up for Iris, but he was not sure what to feel with Sofia's current situation. She still believed the baby was Cane's and it irked him to no end, despite what he said about not wanting to be a father. He didn't think, he would be a good one, thus it would be better not to try. 

Currently, Redmond was standing outside of the door, holding a loaf of bread that was still hot. The pack was in shambles after the battle and countless people had died, thus they needed to strengthen the pack's protection and made a plan of what they needed to do. 

The fact that the royal warrior had raised a fight against them, meant the king had opposed Cane blatantly. The greedy old king wanted his hand on the seven packs under Cane now. Redmond could see how Cane became a threat for the king. 

"What are you doing here?" Maria suddenly opened the door and found Redmond. She had smelled his presence, since a few minutes ago, but because Redmond didn't make an appearance she decided to walk out of the room for a while, after she put Sofia to sleep. What happened earlier shocked her and she couldn't stop crying. 

Redmond was startled, he was deep in his own thought and didn't notice Maria approaching him. "Nothing. I only want to give you this." He handed her a loaf of bread in his hand. "Make sure she eats it. There is not much food left because those bastards ruined our storage."

Maria pressed her lips tightly, as she received the loaf, but she couldn't help it and mumble under her breath. "Half of the bastards you were talking about was your people." She clearly drew the line between the Howling Wolf pack and the Blue Moon pack here. 

What happened yesterday would only add more tension into the relationship between the two packs. 

"And I have been here, since yesterday, risking my own precious life to kill my own people," Redmond said sarcastically, he stared down at the old woman. "Does it make you feel better?"

Maria lowered her head even more, she avoided his eyes. 

"Next time, if you care so much about your pack, you are welcome to go out and fight with us, because it is so tiring to defend your ungrateful ass."

After saying that, Redmond left, his emotions were all over the places. He knew it was the right thing to do to kill his comrade for their betrayal and stood by the Howling Wolf pack people, but it didn't mean his heart was not aching when he killed his men with his own hands. He had known them longer than he knew the people in the Howling Wolf pack, who were still half accepting of him and Iris. 

In this current bad mood, Redmond wouldn't sugarcoat his words. Hell. He didn't talk nicely with Cane either until recently, so a mere 'Maria', wouldn't hold any value in his eyes. 

"Damn! I want to ask how is the baby!" Redmond grumbled begrudgingly because he forgot, but he didn't want to walk back and face that old woman again. 

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The four of them walked in silence as they went through a secret shortcut toward the pack house. Avid was on a mission to inform the warrior about the king's scheme and the fact their alpha was in danger. He was on mission to seek help, but he died on the way before he could accomplish it. 

Avid was a dedicated warrior, probably this was his first and last mission that he failed to accomplish. 

Meanwhile, it was only Iris, who could see his spirit right now. He looked sad and the sight of him squeezed her heart so badly. 

"Are you sure this is the right way?" Oliver asked. 

"This is the right path," Iris replied, without turning her head toward Oliver, but none of them realized this peculiarity, since they didn't interact with her much in the past. 

"How do you know this path?" This was a secret path for a reason, only a few warriors knew about this.

"Avid is guiding us," Iris replied in a matter of fact tone, while the lycan looked so bored. He kept pulling her hair or twisted it between his fingers, he would only stop after Iris glared at him, but continued it again two minutes later. 

Aliana watched everything and there was a deep frown between her brows, she knew Cane wouldn't act so childishly like that. There must be something more… she planned to interrogate Ethan once she reached the pack and wouldn't let the gamma go, before she got all the answer she wanted. 

"Are you really able to see a spirit? I have never heard someone has that kind of ability before," Oliver started his own interrogation, because he looked doubtful toward her. 

"Yes, me neither," Iris replied simply. She was too tired to read between the line. 

"What are you, luna Iris? How can you do that? Does your power have anything to do with… alpha Cane's condition? Is that the reason why he becomes like that?" Oliver's voice turned into an accusation, which made Aliana turned her head as well to warn the warrior. 

Even though Aliana wanted to ask the same question, but she was wise enough to know this was not the right time to fire countless questions. All of them were so tired and they wanted to go back to the pack so badly. 

Finally, Iris lost her temper. She was so sick to be accused having some kind of underlying motive when all she wanted was to help. 

Iris stopped walking and turned around to face Oliver. Her blue eyes shone brightly under the sunlight. "Warrior, you can ask me at more appropriate time, I am not going anywhere, but don't you think it is really necessary to question my motive when I am here to help you to retrieve the body of one of your comrades? I don't know that you are this care less about your friend." 

Oliver clamped his mouth real fast, he gritted his teeth, seemingly fighting back his urge to talk back, but he swallowed it down and apologized instead.  2

"My apologize, Luna Iris," Oliver said in hoarse voice, as if he was forcing himself to say the words and it didn't sound genuine at all. 

"One more thing, Oliver. I am still your alpha's mate, the luna of the pack, no matter how you view me. I hope you can show a little bit of respect. I wish you will never interrogate me like a prisoner again."

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