Chapter 459: A TRAP
Alpha Dristan greeted Iris politely. He looked like he was in a good mood, while the woman that was riding with him lowered her head. She looked so young, probably no more than eighteen or seventeen years old, while Alpha Dristan was twice her age.
"Is this your first time going hunting?" Alpha Dristan rode his horse so close to Cane and Iris’ horse, as he nodded politely at the Alpha to acknowledge him.
"Yes," Iris replied with a small smile, but her mind was on the young woman. She looked so skinny and pale. She must be one of the hundreds of people that had been starved by Alpha Gill, but even after the Alpha had died, she needed to deal with another alpha.
"Don’t be scared, a lot of warriors had come with us, nothing would go wrong in the mountains," Alpha Dristan reassured Iris.
But that was not the reassurance that she needed. Iris blinked her eyes and spoke innocently. "I am not afraid. I am with my mate and Cane knows this mountain like the back of his hand. It’s great the royal warriors are here, so no one will get lost and bother my mate."
Iris didn’t mean to sound so sarcastic when she spoke, but when she saw the young woman, she felt so vexed. Whatever that happened between Alpha Dristan and her, it must be something dreadful for her, because it was written all over her face.
Iris hated it.
On the other hand, Alpha Dristan was slightly taken aback hearing how fierce her answer was, because he didn’t expect such a harsh comeback from her, but he masked it well and before he could continue bothering her, Cane had taken over the conversation.
"Where are your people?" Cane asked. He could only see the royal warriors, while none of the warriors from the Red Claw pack could be seen nearby.