In his darkness

IRIS POV

It's been three days in Bloodcanine, and all I could say was that a lot had changed, especially between Alpha Tristan and me.

He wasn't the same person, not even giving me a second glance when he passed me, which wasn't very often.

These days he was always in his wing, his door shut, and when I went in, I knew it would be dark. His gloom was back, and it scared me. But not enough to keep me away any longer; if he would keep me out, at least saying it to my face was the right thing to do.

The light penetrated my window, making me realize I had spent the night thinking.

Why couldn't I find a way to get him out of my head, no matter how hard I tried? It would take his words for me to understand his silence on whether he wanted me or not.

I climbed out of bed, the pain reminding me of Atlas' abuse. It was a good thing he was keeping her away for the most part, but how long?

Pulling the ribbons off my hair, I combed my fingers through it when there was a knock on my door.

Without