505: TAKING A BREAK

TAKING A BREAK

"Okay," Iris said defeatedly, as she stared at Cane's back. He returned shortly after he ordered someone to bring her food and medicine, and sat down on the foot of the bed, away from her, this made Iris's heart sunk. "Cane, I am sorry…" She put away the blanket and approached him. "What should I do for you not to be mad at me again?"

Cane said nothing. His jaw clenched tightly, but his eyes fixed on Iris. He looked like he wanted to go off on her again, but in the end, he sighed deeply and pulled Iris into a hug. He rested his head on her shoulder, as he cradled her again like how he did it last night. 

"I am sorry, my emotions are all over the places," Cane said. He breathed against her skin, filled his lungs with her scent. He watched how many warriors had fallen because he didn't expect lady Cyan would pull such scheme. He was blindsided and he felt he could do better. At the very least, he should have sensed it. 

However, Cane was clueless. He didn't expect this move from lady Cyan and for her to actually expose herself and openly killed a few crucial people like alpha Dristan and Sir Elijah, was so unpredictable. 

He failed. His plan had ruined and he had to start from the scratch. Lady Cyan was not only blown away her identity, but also all Cane had worked hard for. All his schemes, all his plans were useless now. 

He needed to think of how to handle the situation quickly, or else, it would be backfired on him. 

Watching all of his dead warriors, people who had been with him for decades, died made it even more real. That was the evidence of his failure, undeniable proof of his incompetency. 

He had done everything he could, but it was still not enough…

Consequently, when he watched Iris passed out on the floor and there was no one knew about it until an hour later, where something gravely horrible could happen, knowing how easy she was to fall sick, it pushed all the wrong button inside him. 

"I promise I will take care of myself, so you will not worry again." Iris caressed his head and she could hear how he sighed deeply and then released his hug. He stared at her deeply. His anger seemingly had ceased down. 

"I will always be worried about you." Cane leaned over to kiss the tip of her nose. "But, I will appreciate it if you keep your promise."

Iris nodded vigorously. "I will." Her face lit up a little bit, her curls looked so messy, but she was still as beautiful as ever in his eyes. 

Not long after that, Amee came with her meal and medicine. 

"I am so happy you are awake now. I am worried it will take you days to wake up," Amee said in worried tone. It was well known that Iris would take days to recover once she fell sick, but the fact that her body recovered rather quickly thanked to Grace's concoction. 

But of course, she couldn't rely on that, since the tonic made of dozen water magic stone and the only place, they could think of to find the water magic stone was the black market. 

Probably, that was why, Cane wanted to get his hand on Moon Dew pack and kept his collaboration with Lou, the merchant. 

"Thank you, Amee, you can leave," Cane said. 

Amee pursed her lips. "Seriously, alpha, I barely spent three minutes here and you already chased me away." Amee clicked her tongue, was not happy, but she smiled warmly at Iris and told her to rest more. "Alpha, don't think of doing anything with her, she needs to rest."

Iris blushed, it gave a little bit color on her pale face. "No, we will not do anything." But then, she stopped herself because it sounded even weird when she defended Cane. 

Meanwhile, the alpha ignored Amee's remark and started to feed Iris instead. "Eat, you promise to finish your food."

Iris frowned. "When?" She didn't think she promised to finish her food, but then Cane had fed her. "Ah, rosemary leaf?" she pointed out the rosemary leaf on top of her soup. 

This leaf was hard to find in this part of the continent, thus they wouldn't use it unless it was necessary. 

"Hm. You like it."

"Yes." Iris brightened up, but then she tilted her head. "How do you know?" She frowned, she didn't think she had ever mentioned it before and no matter how observant Cane was, there was no way he would know such unimportant thing. 

"I know everything about you, now eat more." 

Probably it was only her feeling, but Iris felt Cane was a little bit arrogant when he said it, yet, Iris was too tired to read deeper into it, thus she chose to enjoy her meal instead. The soup tasted better in her mouth. 

Once Iris was done, Cane insisted for her to stay inside the bedroom and take a rest. 

"If you want to go tonight, I don't want you to step out of the bed," Cane said sternly, since Iris adamant to go to the funeral that would be held in the middle of the night, as they would burry the fallen warriors. 

Someone then knocked on the door and two warriors entered the room, each of them carried a pile of documents that Cane had to check, while the other carried secret missive that had been gathered from all of the spies he had. He needed to keep on tab about what happened, especially in the capital city. 

The two warriors glanced at Iris and immediately left the room. 

"Have people known about the dead of the king?" Iris asked, as she crawled over to rest her head against Cane's chest, while staring at the report he was reading.  1

"It has not yet made public, but the other packs' spies have caught a wind of it, yet they couldn't confirm it," Cane answered her question and let her to read as well. "Koda must be on the way to the Red Claw pack to gather his man."

"What if lady Cyan reached the palace first? Do you think she will make Alan the king?" Iris frowned, she couldn't imagine that stupid and arrogant prince to be the king. 

Cane contemplated for a while. "Probably. I still not understand why Cyan is very adamant to make him the next in line."

"Maybe because he is the only son of hers."

"Do you think that's the only reason?"

Iris snuggled closer to him and wriggled her body to find more comfortable position. "No. But, I can't think of another reason, even so, I don't feel that's her reason at all. She seems to hate her own son."

"How do you know if she hated her son?" Cane played with her hair mindlessly, as he listened to what she was thinking. 

"I can see it in her eyes. That's the same eyes my father always gave me." Therefore, Iris could tell for sure about it. 

Cane said nothing and kissed the top of her head. 

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