Merge the packs

Iris. POV

The Alpha Room was rowdy when I was pushed in, and with the countenance, I knew they weren't reaching an argument, and Tristan still believed Reid had something to do with the attack on his side of the bloodhound.

I tried to hide my face from Reid by using my hair, turning to the side, or having my face lowered.

Soon, Tristan was behind me, pulling my hair back so Reid could see me fully. I saw the shock on his face and shrank back in, hiding my face again.

"Iris," he called my name for the second time.

"She's not in a place to reply to you right now." Tristan pushed me behind him, so Orion held me in place. I could see his back when he said, "I don't want to believe you sent her here, Reid."

"I did not," his voice was fiery, "she's from Silver Mystic; you don't have the right to hold her against my will."

Tristan laughed, "Hold your horses, Reid; you can either sit back down or leave; it's all up to you."

Reid looked from me to him, then he sighed, pulled his chair back, an