Chapter 40: DON’T FORGET ABOUT OUR SACRIFICES
Cane went to the room that was connected to his chamber. It was a small room, where Aria would take a rest after their copulation, since he didn’t like anyone on his bed.
This room was also one of the rooms where he got whipped and watched women in his pack being raped, while he could do nothing but watch helplessly.
Gerald had never failed to remind him how helpless he was and how useless he was as an alpha when his people needed him the most.
Cane used this room to remind him of those dark times, to fuel his anger for revenge and also for the betterment of his people, but the more he fed on his vengeful thoughts, the more he lost himself.
His nightmares indeed helped him tremendously to remember those moments.
However, recently, he didn’t get his nightmares, instead he dreamed of his life before the Howling Wolf pack succumbed to the slavery. Those dreams gave him comfort, but also bitterness.
There was one dream about him and Leane, talking about their firstborn, while he hugged her from behind. He thought he had forgotten about all of that, but then the sweet memory still stayed etched in the back of his mind all this time.
Cane closed his eyes and focused his attention on Iris, who was lying unconscious on the bed. He had been thinking about what happened that night when she came and why she was there in the first place.
Cane walked closer to the bed and stared at the wound on her neck, and now with the help of Amee’s herbs, he could see his mark started to form on her tender skin and he despised the very look of it.