Iris’s POV
"You should watch where you step." Lucas’s voice was filled with concern as his hands still held . My cheeks burned, as I quickly took a step from him.
"Thank you. I need to leave now," I said, my heart still racing from the way his eyes lingered on . I turned to go but before I could take another step, his voice stopped again.
"How about a walk?" He said as my eyes darted to the window where I’d seen Alia monts ago, but now he window was empty. My stomach twisted. What would she think now? I opened my mouth to refuse, to explain that I’ve got so work to attend to but his words made speechless.
"It’s an order," Lucas added, his voice sounding like a tease, "from Alpha Lucas, not just Silas." He winked, the corner of his mouth lifting into a lopsided smile that made couldn’t say no.
I hesitated, but against my better judgnt, I nodded. "Fine," I said, gesturing for him to follow. "This way."
We walked, keeping my eyes forward without staring at him. Lucas fell into step beside until he spoke again.
"You know," he began, his voice casual. "for so reason, I can’t quite figure out why I’m drawn to you." He glanced at , his head tilted slightly, as if searching for an answer in my expression. "I haven’t felt like this in years." He added.
My breath caught. This was the last thing I wanted to hear from him right now. I swallowed hard without saying a word as he spoke casually again.
"You’re looking good tonight," he added, his tone teasing. He nudged my arm gently with his elbow, and I could see the smile on his lips.
I ducked my head, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Thank you," I mumbled, my lips twitching into a reluctant smile. I stole a glance at him. He looked so at ease. For so strange reasons too, I felt comfortable around him.
"How long have you been in this pack?" he asked, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked.
Did he not know who I was? The thought sent a pang through , a reminder of how lowly I’d beco in this place, reduced to just another maid. I swallowed the bitterness and answered, "I was born here."
His brows lifted slightly, surprise appearing across his face. "Really? So, this is ho for you." He paused, then added, "What about your family?"
The familiar ache settled in my chest, but I kept my voice steady. "My parents passed when I was young."
His expression shifted, and he stopped walking, turning to face . "I’m sorry," he said, his voice gentle, his eyes searching mine. "Do you have siblings?"
I shook my head, the ache deepening. "No. It is just ."
He nodded slowly, his gaze kind, and I could see the pity there, though he tried to act neutral. "That must’ve been hard," he added.
I shrugged, forcing a small smile. "It has. But I found a sister in soone else. Alia." Just saying her na eased the tightness in my chest. "She’s... she’s a good soul."
Lucas’s face brightened, and he resud walking. "Alia must be special, then," he said. "If you speak so highly of her."
"She is," I said, my voice softer now. I glanced at him, and he was watching , his expression welcoming, like he was genuinely interested in every word I said. It was disarming, and I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
We continued down the path as he pointed out the rose trellis and the small fountain at the center of the courtyard, its water flowing beautifully. Lucas asked questions about the history of the pack, the aning behind the symbols carved into the stone benches and many more. His curiosity was relentless, and I found myself answering with more ease than I expected, explaining the traditions of Black Bane, the way the pack had changed over the years after it was ruled by the last alpha king and then Darius took over. Though I didn’t explain to him the very detail of how the forr alpha died with his wife. Though he didn’t ask.
"You know a lot," he said. "It’s rare for a maid to be this... knowledgeable."
I smiled. "Thank you," I said. "While my parents were alive, they made sure I went to a good school in the city, outside the outsketch on the werewolf clan. They paid a lot for it, and I’m grateful. It’s helped more than I can say."
He nodded, his gaze not leaving . "You’re smart, Iris," he said. "And not just book-smart. You’ve got a way of seeing things, understanding them."
I smiled.
But then a sharp, angry female voice shattered the mont. "Here she is! Slut!"
I turned to see Liora storming toward us, her eyes blazing with fury and behind her, Zane followed, his hands shoved into the pockets and he was wearing a black sleeveless jacket. His cold, piercing eyes locked onto , and I felt a chill run down my spine.
"Now you don’t want the triplets anymore?" Liora’s voice ca again. "Now it’s Lucas?"
"What are you talking about?" I stamred as Lucas stepped forward but Liora didn’t give him a chance to speak.
"Don’t play innocent!" she snapped, her finger jabbing toward . "You’ve been stringing along the triplets, and now you’re cozying up to Lucas? You’re pathetic!"
Zane’s gaze never left mine, his silence was more unnerving than Liora’s outburst. I wanted to shrink under his icy stare, but I forced myself not to. "You’ve got it all wrong," I said but she caught off. Liora scoffed, crossing her arms as she turned to Lucas "Lucas, you’re an idiot for falling for her act."
Lucas’s eyes darkened. "Be careful with your words." He warned
As I turned to Liora. "I don’t owe you an explanation," I said, locking eyes with Liora.
Liora laughed bitterly. "There’s no shaless slut who would admit to that and you are that slut."
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