What do you guys think about Iris' back story? Was it expected or did it surprise you guys?What do you think is in the tunnels that Dom doesn't want Iris to know?
"I was bitten by a werewolf!" Iris confessed. Confused, Dom asked, "Wait. So how are you alive? Werewolf bites are lethal. The venom is fatal, even in the tiniest amount." Iris smiled at him sadly, Iris smiled at him sadly, "Everything in nature has an antidote, Dom. Nothing is made without its counter." "So what is a wolf's bite's counter? How was a wolf born inside you? I have never seen or heard of anything of this sort in my entire life of two millennia!" Dom asked curiously. "You are double my age?" Iris exclaimed. Dom gave her an exasperated look, "That is what you gathered?" Dom gave her an exasperated look. She gave a breath of an almost laugh and Dom's eyes softened. "I am glad you are feeling better." Iris looked down, almost guiltily. Dom quickly made her look up with a tender finger pushing her chin up to meet his eyes. "Hey! It's okay. Your reaction was justified. Given what you have been through, no one is going to blame you. Stop feeling bad about anything. I am h
Iris couldn't breathe. This difficulty with breathing was the thing that woke her up. She felt like a huge weight had been put to pressurize her chest and inhibit her breathing. It was too much and she was suffocating. She opened her eyes to the glistening skin of a man in morning sunlight filtering through the wall-sized glass window. That is when the familiar intoxicating scent hit her. Yesterday's events that led her to sleep in Dom's bed, wrapped in his arms, ran through her head. After everything that happened, it was the current circumstances that made heat rise to her cheeks. That is when she realized it was his buff arm wrapped around her that was making it hard for her to breathe. For a second, till realization, the view was so naughtily mesmerizing, that she forgot to breathe and fantasized about waking up to this scenery every day. She tried to move his arm or at least shift a bit so she could breathe. She decided to lie in bed, enveloped in her mate's scent and strong pr
Iris found herself holding a fancy golden card that a pretty little girl of possibly ten had randomly given her. It read, 'Noon, today, East wing gates. Wear something comfortable. Don't be late!' '~Only Yours, Dom.' And that is how Iris found herself wearing a lovely light green flowy silk dress with palm trees printed on it, a low-cut neckline, and off-shoulder bows. She matched a pair of comfortable green sandals that complemented her sea-green nail polish. She wore tear-drop earrings and tied her hair in a loose comfortable braid that barely made it to her shoulders because of the new haircut she had had before her engagement. She stood waiting before twelve sharp at the assigned gate proudly showing off her shining engagement ring and some natural makeup that focused the gaze of observers on her plump lips. Cue exact noon and a Lamborghini Huracán stopped right in front of her and the driver's window rolled down to reveal her gorgeous mate, in a beach shirt with the upper few
The blissful weekend had resumed after a delicious lunch. Iris was simply feeling euphoric at the new-found freedom. The weather was mild, perfect for a barefoot walk on not-so-hot-sand along the beach. They walked slowly as Iris closed her eyes when the cool brine reached her ankles. Dom stood watching his mate, he couldn't help himself but stand bewitched by his lovely mate. Every time he looked at her, the need to save her from her evil brother increased. He knew that he was ready to go to war for this woman, whom he was once ready to reject without knowing. That guilt still stung his heart, but he didn't let it ruin the perfect moment. The cool sea breeze teased them as they felt rejuvenated by the change of pace of the recent days. Iris had a soft smile on her lips as Dom went behind her and wrapped her in his muscular arms. They both sighed in the bliss of the moment, needing to stay there for eternity. Finally, Dom nudged her towards the beach where a blanket had been laid fo
"Hello, Alfonso! Did you really believe you had won?" Waai mocked in the video playing on the Android screen. The moment they had brought magically asleep Iris, back into the castle and rested her peacefully in Dom's chambers, he made a beeline to Y's dungeon, only to find a smartphone nestled on a bloody velvet cushion where starving Y was supposed to be. It was this android that had been playing the current video for the past hour as Dom clenched and unclenched his fists, exhaling smoke through his human nostrils and on the thin line of crossing the limit of control. The facts were clear, Y had escaped, and he had inside help, so that meant they had traitors in their midst. How had such important things escaped him or any of his men? The castle was a fortified place of security and protection that they had all called home for so long. How did a werewolf plant spies in here? How did they survive without anyone noticing and for how long? The arrogantly smiling face of Y in the video
The majestic dragon flew marvelously above the clouds, out of sight of ground dwellers, over the lakes and rivers, villages and cities, plains and fields, hills and mountains. Dom hadn't stopped to rest even once, since he had left his castle yesterday after giving the order about Immunity protocol. He was getting tired but his rage and need for a solution hadn't subsided. The weather was rainy most of the day, so it was a safe journey. Dom flapped his magnificent wings and flew ahead towards the mountains hidden in the ranges. His anger was a little in control, but the feeling of his unconscious mate in his arms and her look as she lay limp on his bed was still haunting him. That was not how he wanted her in his bed when they had discussed her staying in the morning. He had a plan. He just wasn't sure if it was going to work. He desperately needed it to work through. His life, his Iris' life, and their life together depended on him succeeding. He flew until his wings ached, but kep
The flight back home was tiring and tedious and full of anxiety, but his father's presence beside him gave Dom a new form of energy boost that he had started to lose. Elder McBlaze was finding flight harder after all those centuries of sleeping like stones, which is why their way back took them three days rather than two due to Dom's earlier desperate speed. The news upon their arrival was not what either of them could have expected to hear at all. Elder McBlaze realized the matters were more dire than either of them could have predicted, but Dom felt unhinged, on the verge of exploding. Instead of how Lady Marie wanted to say it, a frantic Freddie broke it to the arriving party, that when Dom was gone, on his fourth day of absence, Iris was kidnapped! No one could understand how a person could be kidnapped from such a highly fortified castle under so many watchful eyes. On one side, there was excitement throughout the castle at the return of the sleeping predecessor, ex-Alpha of th
>> The Oakwood table was gone. In its place was a well-built beechwood table, not as big but doing the job just fine. Dom sat at the head of the table and the rest of the family members took their places just like they had on the night Iris had her first dinner with them. Elijah took Iris' seat in the meantime. Dom sat with his chin on his hands with intertwined fingers, elbows on the table, waiting patiently for everyone to be seated and silent before he started, "You all know why we are here. Iris, my fated mate, was first poisoned and then kidnapped behind my back, under all your noses. You failed to protect your Alpha Queen. It doesn't matter if you are a traitor or not, Iris is in the hands of the one person who hates her the most on this planet. And I am going to devise a plan to g