Iris:
"It’s been ten days, Luca. What is the news on Kash?" I asked him, checking the weapons in front of .
They were laid out on a large table. I was wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans. My hair was pulled high into a ponytail.
When I stayed with my parents after I got pregnant and ran away from Kash, I learned a lot about wars, especially weapons.
I also watched many warriors get trained. Although I could not be very strong because I lacked a lycan, I did know how to defend myself.
Even in the last few days, I had hired so of the finest fighters to train .
lycan or no lycan, I was going to fight back if anyone tried to lay a finger on again or on my children. It was the sa thing.
So of our spies told us they had seen Kash take a flight and move his warriors from his pack with him. It seed like they were traveling, heading to another place.
"My father texted him today, asking if the news was correct, and Kash replied that we would know. It seed like he was planning an attack on us," Luca explained, and I grunted.
"Iris, it seems like you were right. Kash is up to sothing. The way he is sneaking around and preparing warriors from different areas, it seems like he is planning an attack. What do you suggest we should do?" Luca asked finally, agreeing with that Kash’s intentions seed wrong.
However, the aggression I had shown earlier had faded. I could not explain why, but the thought of fighting Kash did not sit well with . I knew he could hurt , but I could not hurt him. I could not.
"Let’s plan a small et-up with him. Let’s hear him out." The mont I said that, I watched Luca do a double take, as if he were in disbelief.
"Really? You’re agreeing to have a conversation with him?" he asked in confusion, since I had previously been very reluctant to the idea.
"Not . Grab the previous alpha king or any other alpha and present him as the new alpha king. Or my father could do that too. He could pretend to be the alpha king. Let’s see what he needs. Let’s not jump straight to violence," I stated, then quickly looked down to avoid his gaze.
"Is it because you still have feelings for him?" Luca questioned.
The mont he asked that, I raised my head, expecting to snap at him and remind him that I had no feelings for Kash. However, the delay in my response was already an answer.
He smiled, then nodded his head.
"I understand. You’re right. We can talk with him. Let’s see what he needs," Luca added as he stepped away to prepare a solid plan and good questions for my father to ask.
Of course, they would have to find a very safe place for the et-up. We would not want Kash entering our territory. Once he was inside, we did not know what he would do.
After checking the weapons and handling other important things, I wandered back into the mansion, tired and exhausted, but that did not stop from heading straight to my children’s room.
They had been preparing for school, which would help shape their thoughts and questions better.
The mont I stepped into the room, I saw the two of them sitting together on the couch. They folded their arms across their chests and looked away from .
"Are you upset with ?" I asked, reaching over and sitting beside them.
"Are you going to hurt Daddy?" Colin asked, giving a side-eye.
"No, of course not. We’re not going to war." The mont I said that, both of them turned to .
"Really, Mommy? So they will not hurt Daddy?" Amy asked, hopping off the couch and stepping closer to , her small hands resting on my knees.
"No. Nobody can hurt your daddy. He’s very powerful," I replied, smiling at the thought of him.
It hurt . It broke sothing inside . One mont, I felt anger toward him, and the next, I missed him so much it made miserable.
If only he had not cheated. If only he had loved even half as much as I had loved him.
"Mommy, then why can’t we go back ho? I miss Daddy."
I had not expected Colin to ask that. I thought they were happy here.
"Why? Did sobody upset you here?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"No, but I miss Daddy," he whispered.
I pulled them both into a hug and held them close for a while. Before heading back to my room, I stayed with them for a few hours.
I ate dinner with them, just the three of us. Then I put them to bed and told them a bedti story. I did not leave until they had both fallen asleep.
When I finally returned to my room, I noticed the door was open. That confused because I clearly rembered locking it before I left. Even the guard who was supposed to be outside was gone.
"That’s odd," I muttered as I stepped inside and looked around.
I took a mont to check under the bed and around the room, making sure nobody had entered. It seed like no one had. I then reached into the closet to grab my nightdress.
I would deal with everything later. I would ask who had been in my room and check the caras. But as I picked up my nightdress, I noticed sothing else.
The safe in the closet was unlocked.
It felt as if all the blood drained from my body.
There was a lock on it. It was supposed to stay closed. I quickly opened the safe, and it felt like my worst fear had co to life when I did not see the piece of paper with the address or the bottle with the dicine.
Just then, I heard soone behind , and my entire body broke out in goosebumps. I got up from the ground and, moving very slowly, turned around to face him. As I swallowed, I uttered,
"Wilson."
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