Chapter 91

Iris had headed straight to the Temple of the Supernatural to pray for her husband's victory and seek help from Şekileus. She had desperately wished for Y's end. For many centuries, only the thought of one day killing her foster brother slowly one day, was what had kept her going. And now she was in a place where her husband had to fight her war.

Of course, Y had threatened to eradicate anyone who came in his path or stood against him, and Dom, being the Alpha King of all shifters, had the responsibility to fight for them. And she knew he would do a fine job defeating Y. It still did not help her tortured soul that had wanted revenge for so long and also desired to avenge the fallen innocents for the last millennium at Y's psychotic hands.

Freddie was still MIA. The death of his sister had broken him. The pain of losing the only blood relative he had and that too, in such a horrifying way, had done a number on him. Casualties are a part of war. But sweet, shy, and kind Isabella did n