The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

"My dagger..." Iris muttered. She stared at the door and stretched out her hand. "My dagger..."

Cane nuzzled into her hair with his nose, as he spoke to her gently. "I will get it for you. The dagger needs to be cleaned first."

Iris absolutely missed Cane’s answer, but she didn’t say anything anymore and closed her eyes. Probably she only mentioned it thoughtlessly.

Cane took Iris to their bedroom and went straight to the bathroom, as he made her sit on the side of the tub and ran the water.

While waiting for the tub to be filled, Cane helped Iris to take off his cloak from her body, but Iris resisted and he needed to coax her. She was no longer crying, but her eyes looked so empty, as if there was no life inside of her anymore and somehow the sight left him feeling unsettled.

"We need to clean the blood from your body." Cane knelt down in front of her, as he held both of her hands, he squeezed them gently, to get her attention. "We need to take off the cloak and dress, okay?"

Iris shook her head, but Cane was extremely patient with her. He waited until she was less tense and stopped running the water when the tub was filled to the brim.

"Let’s take a bath, okay?" Cane stretched out his hand and caressed her cheek lightly. Iris flinched and he stopped his movement. "Do you want me to call a maidservant to help you?"

In response, Iris held his hand tightly, as if she was afraid Cane would go after saying that. She shook her head slowly, but then, after some time, Iris took off the cloak on her own. She gritted her teeth, holding herself back from crying. Her eyes were so red, but there were no tears.