Chapter 3: Betrayal
Iris’s POV
My body stiffened, every muscle locking in place as my eyes landed on the scene before me. Liora laid on the bed while the triplets surrounded her, touching her in every part of her body that made her feel like a woman. The sight only made Lyra sneer in disgust and in rage in my head, as if threatening to come out, the urge to walk straight to them and confront them about their ill disgusting attitude, betrayal and actions towards me but I stopped her. I couldn’t take a step. In my past life, I’ve always wanted this experience. I have always loved them deeply ever since I was a child and always admired to be their mate someday. That was one of my fantasies that will never come through because they always reminded me I was beneath them.
Not knowing whether to go back, I am still clutching the cleaning rag, broom and mop I’d brought, and my feet felt rooted to the floor, unable to retreat from the overwhelming disgust washing over me even though I craved so much to leave. I wanted to look away, to erase the image of their hands roaming her body, but my eyes betrayed me, still focused on the scene and I couldn’t stop myself.
Shortly, my wolf, Lyra, stirred within me, her presence a low, furious voice in my mind as she cursed the triplet, calling them "betrayers," she growled, her voice sharp and relenting. "They know your feelings for them but they worship her like she’s a goddess." Lyra’s anger mirrored mine, but it was laced with nonchancy that made my chest tighten and the memories with the triplets of my past life flooded back.
In my previous life, while being the alpha’s daughter, the pride of the Blackbane Pack. The triplets, Cade, Kael, and Zane were my constant crush while we grew up. I was always attracted to them, Cade, with his fiery temper and quick wit, would hurt me endlessly with his words and would gang with his brothers as they watched me cry. Kael, the quiet one, always watched me with those piercing eyes on every corner I went to. And Zane, always the pleaser. Doing whatever his brothers does to me. And back then in college, they never ceased to make me jealous. Roaming around other girls and not me. Despite being treated badly by them, I couldn’t see myself hating them and I didn’t know why I always get this pull of attraction towards them whenever they approached.
Now, seeing them like this, touching Liora, felt like history repeating itself.
My heart twisted, a tangled mess of longing and rage. I wanted to scream, to demand why they’d abandoned me and chose Liora instead but Lyra’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. "You don’t need to feel that way. They don’t deserve you." The moment Lyra said those words, my sudden boldness appeared again as I cursed beneath my breath. ’Ass holes!’
Then Lyra’s voice came rolling through my mind.
"Devils," she snarled. "They let you die. They don’t deserve your pain." I clenched my fists, only I could notice, my nails biting into my palms. Yes, Lyra is right. They are devils, and I wouldn’t let them break me again with Lyra by myside.
I’d keep Lyra, my wolf, a secret from them. She’s young and powerless perhaps, her strength is dormant. I don’t really know how these things work but all I can say is Lyra came into my life at the right time. I’d protect her, keep her hidden, and use this second chance to make them pay. Every single one of them.
Suddenly, a voice snapped at me.
"Why are you still standing? Why are you there?" Liora’s voice sliced through the room, yanking me from my thoughts.