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The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

***MAIN STORY: COMPLETED*** ## MATURE CONTENT! ## “Why do you have scars?” All of sudden, Iris changed the topic, as she looked at Cane in the eyes. She was still clutching to his sleeves. “Your father gave me,” Cane replied. He thought, Iris wouldn’t remember this conversation when she woke up. “That must be so painful.” “They are.” “Will the scars heal?” “I don’t think so.” The night indeed made you vulnerable and let you said something that you would never admit when it was bright. The obscurity softened your heart. “Too bad. You have a warm soul.” Iris frowned slightly. “I no longer have a soul.” He had sold his soul for the freedom of his people. There was nothing left of him right now. “Yes, you have, but you are in so much pain.” Iris blinked her eyes. “Your beast is in pain. You have so many scars.” “The only scars that I have is on my face.” Iris shook her head meekly. “I am not talking about your face. I am talking about your soul. Too bad, you are in so much pain… what my father and brother had done to you must be painful…” And after that, Iris closed her eyes and fell asleep. ====================== She is the daughter of an alpha who has killed his family, razed his pack and has also made his people slaves. Now, he has achieved revenge after ten years of being treated as a slave and was living a life that no one would ever imagine. Life akin to hell. And ten years later, Alpha Cane manages to take over and kill the alpha who has made the lives of his people worse than death. It was time for him to make the children of the alpha pay for what their father had done. Only… Iris was a runt and she was very different from her father.

i_want_to_sleep · Fantasy
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1025 Chs

FIRE FOOT AND BLACK BLOOD

"Do you know about Grebis disease?" Cane asked Zale, he dismissed his concern about Lou was going to see Iris.

 

There were only two things that might happen if Lou met with Iris. He could help her to find a way to solve the problem, since he had the knowledge about magic, which Cane didn't have, or the merchant could annoy her and he would taste his mate's wrath. 

 

Cane was fine with either. 

 

"I know," Zale said, he pursed his lips. "That disease is only for poor people. We call it ugly death, because the dead body will look very ugly because of the burning scars," Zale told Cane about what he knew and his experience with the disease. He saw three of his friends got the disease and they passed out within two days. 

 

"What else?" Cane asked for more detail. 

 

"What happened?" Zale furrowed his brows. "You guys will not be infected by the disease, why do you want to know?"