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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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1024 Chs

I WANT TO STAY IN MY BEDROOM

As a warrior, Joel had his own bedroom in the warrior quarter, this was one of his pride and joy to occupy this little bedroom, which could only fit with a bed, a table, a drawer and a chair. 

 

However, this room would always look clean and comfortable, as Joel would find time among his busy training schedule to keep it neat. 

 

Yet, if he was no longer a warrior of this pack, he was required to leave this room. This was the rule, and this would break Joel even more. 

 

"Joel, I bring you this." Iris entered the room because she didn't hear anything from inside after knocking for ten minutes and found the young warrior was staring at the window. As luck would have it, his window showed a training ground for the young warrior, in the age of twelve to fifteen.