The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter
Chapter 643: IRIS WAS IN AWE WITH HER MATE

Chapter 643: IRIS WAS IN AWE WITH HER MATE

"Cane, thank you.... thank you for bringing them back..." Iris hugged Cane very tightly. "This is even greater than any fruit." Iris would choose this surprised anytime over a mere fruit. "Thank you so much for taking them to the safety."

Cane realized, he tended to find a way to fulfill her wishes, even though he told her that he wouldn’t do it. But, here he was, feeling relief to see how happy his mate was.

This was not the first time he did it. He postponed their journey to the Diandem pack for her as well before and now this.

He knew this was not right and he needed to stop himself, because this kind of habit could bite him back in the ass at some point, yet what upset him the most was; he didn’t feel guilty at all for breaking his own words.

"Thank you, Cane... thank you."

"I need to thank you too, Iris." He kissed the top of her head.

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Kellan felt this bad feeling when Dexter pushed his wheelchair toward Alan’s bedroom. There were a lot of questions in his mind and he didn’t know whether he could find the answer of it or not. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest.

But, he kept his composure and tried to calm himself down.

"The king is inside?" Kellan asked. He didn’t want to be rude with Alan when he was well aware that his life was in his hand.

But, Dexter didn’t say anything and opened the door, before he pushed him inside.

Once he was inside, Kellan knew he wouldn’t be able to escape whatever things he would face there, but then the moment Celestial Moon pack fell from it grace and alpha Derick pledged his loyalty to Alan, there was no safe place for him. He was as good as dead.

Dexter pushed his wheelchair into the middle of the king’s bedroom. This was the same room that his father had occupied when he was still alive.

With his back was facing him, there was this teenage boy around the age of fifteen to seventeen. He was lean and tall, but sure enough this was not Alan.

"My lord, he is here." Dexter’s voice became very polite when he greeted this teenager.

"You can leave, Dexter." He waved his hand to dismiss Dexter and he obliged, leaving Kellan alone with this mysterious young man. "Prince Kellan, isn’t it?" He finally turned around and looked at Kellan carefully with a smirk on the corner of his lips.

Kellan was shocked to see his face. There was no way it was real...

Alan and he didn’t really close growing up, but of course, he had seen and recognized Alan when he was teenager and this young man was the duplicate of him when Alan was around his age.

It was impossible!

"Who are you?" Kellan’s brows creased, he met with his red eyes when he approached him.

"Am I startling you?" He stopped right in front of Kellan and stretched out his hand. "My name is Decratic."

Kellan tried to avoid his hand, but his body was very stiff, as if he was rooted in his place without being able to move a muscle.

"Relax..." Decratic said in his hoarse and eerie voice, as he touched Kellan’s forehead.

Right at that moment, Kellan’s memories were exploded in his mind like a firework, a lot of memories came to the surface, very face, as if you were riding a horse and watched how the scenery passed you in such high speed.

He remembered everything, even the thing that he had forgotten, but most importantly when he was with little Iris.

The memories of her was repeated several times, as if this young man named Decratic wanted to see it over and over again, this was his favorite.

It started with that little auburn girl hid from him and was very shy to even talk to him, to where she felt comfortable, where she would give him a hug innocently, little Iris loved to be hugged and gave hug to anyone she liked and at that time, she liked Kellan a lot, since he wanted to play with her.

But then, her smiling face would appear seldomly, most of the time, her blue eyes filled with fear and tears, to the point where little Iris would scratch her palms when Kellan visited her bedroom, leaving the two of them alone.

’I don’t want to play. I don’t want to play again. I want to stop please...’

Her tiny’s voice echoed in Decratic and Kellan’s mind, as the two of them had the same images in their head.

And the image ended with Kellan stared at little Iris, who was kneeling down in front of him, while he stared from above, guiding her head against his, as her little mouth wrapped around the part of his body.

"Wh- what was that..." Kellan gasped when the image gradually disappeared and the room came to his sight once again. His body was slightly trembling, couldn’t comprehend what jus transpired, but even more because the image felt so real and it worked him up.

"You were playing with her, huh?" Decratic chuckled, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Did you like the game?"

This was the reason why he wanted this man. His mind was very interesting. Compared to Alan, he liked the way Kellan’s mind worked. For him, Alan was too brutal and barbaric, there was no sense of pleasure there, only pure cruelty. Cutting people up and beat them to death were boring.

"Who... who are you? What have you done?" Kellan’s breathing raggedly. He feared this young man named Decratic that looked exactly like Alan, but he knew he was not, but then his eyes widened in fear when the realization hit him. "W- was that dark magic?"

Decratic bent his body slightly, so he would be on the same eyes level with this crippled prince, he put his finger in front of his lips and whispered. "Sst, don’t tell anyone." He mimicked what Kellan told Iris and this made him went pale.

"Did you read my mind? You read my memories..."

Decratic winked at him and then stretched out his hand, he ran his fingers along his jawline. "I still offer the same thing to you. Do you want to be able to walk again?" He asked with excitement in his eyes. "Try to move your legs."

Kellan was not sure what he meant, but he tried and to his surprised, he could move them. "No way..." he muttered under his breath. "No way... I can feel my legs."

Being very enthusiastic, Kellan got off the wheelchair and tried to stand in his own feet.

"No way... this is crazy!" He tried to take a step and another and another... it had been a decade since he was able to walk and the feeling was incredulous.

"I can make you able to walk again, Kellan. As long as you follow what I said." Decratic watched the excitement in Kellan’s eyes with amusement, but then he flicked his finger. "Or I can take the ability back."

With that, Kellan fell to the ground.

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"Hold her like this," Cane said, as he showed Iris how to hold the baby that he saved from the orphanage.

Cane told her about how he could get to the Capital City, but he skipped a lot of horrendous things that he witnessed there. He simply said the other children didn’t make it and only the five of them that was left.

Even with small detail like that, Iris started to cry and it took her a while to compose her emotions. After all, those children were close to her during their stay in the Capital City. She was the one, who taught each of them how to read and write.

Therefore, the news about their death devastated her beyond words.

"Iris, are you with me?" Cane asked, because his mate kept staring at him when he explained how to hold the baby comfortably.

"Oh, yes..." Iris was a little bit startled when she was caught staring at him, but didn’t listen properly to what he explained. She then added sheepishly. "Can you repeat one more time, please?"

This was not the first time for Iris to watch Cane held a baby. He even knew how to feed them and take care of them, but still, she was amazed and mesmerized by how good he was with the little ones.

Amee had told her that during their slavery days, Cane used to help with the babies, because most of the babies were conceived as the result of rape, so most of the mother didn’t want them. They neglected them, since those babies were the reminder of their traumatizing moment.

Therefore, Cane stepped in and took care of them whenever he could. He learned a lot from that, on top of he knew tidbits about baby because he prepared himself to be a father when Leane was pregnant.

The fact that Cane went that far was not common in their world, where men got everything they needed without dirtying their hand and they were praised for being able to impregnate their women.

"Relax your arms," Cane said when he was about to place the baby in Iris’s arms. The baby was currently sleeping and the other children were shown to their room, though it was temporary, since they were still not sure what the result of today meeting with the boarder warriors. This pack could turn into a battlefield at any given moment.

"What if I dropped the baby?" Iris asked stiffly when she felt this bundle of warm stretched her body and pursed her lips, as if she was going to wake up.

"You will not, Iris..." Cane smiled gently at her, he could see how nervous she was. "Yes, like that. You do a good job."

Cane was exceptionally very patience with her, like he always did when it came to his mate, which made the other warrior nearby exchanged a few glances with each other. If it was them, they bet the alpha would have ignored them if they didn’t listen to his rare explanation carefully, let alone to repeat what he said.

But his mate would always be an exception.

"Oh, the baby wakes up..." Iris said in low, panic voice, when the little one scrunched her brows and was about to cry, but Cane simply ran his fingers from her head down to his nose gently, he did it over and over again, until the baby felt comfortable and fell asleep. "How did you do that?"

Cane chuckled when he saw his mate was staring at him in awe, as if he just did some kind of magic.

"A lot of practice," Cane replied and then stood up. "I need to go now. Be good, okay?" he leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Rest well."

Iris glanced outside through the window, where the black rain poured once again from the dark sky and the thunderous sound of thunder could be heard from the distance. Iris hated this sound more than she hated the sound of waterfall. It gave her bad feeling.

She didn’t want Cane to go, she didn’t even want him to touch that black rain, but she knew no matter what she said and did, Cane would still go to the battlefield.

"Can you ask Lou to take you here again when you have free time?" Iris knew it sounded very childish, but she couldn’t help it.

Yet, Cane was very understanding with her anxiety and soothe it the best he could. "I will try."

And with that, Cane shifted into his beast form and went through the black rain, which made his figure disappeared from Iris’s sight quickly.

He was just here a moment ago, but the second he was gone, Iris missed him so badly. She stared at the baby in her arms...

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