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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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1029 Chs

SHE IS BAD LUCK!

"Next time, refrain yourself from chiding them over trivial things." Cane didn't like it when Aria was about to scold the little boy for something that was so insignificant earlier. He could tell that she was only holding back because he was there.

 

"I am sorry about that, I just thought that the boy bothered you, since you looked so troubled and worried with the problem of the strange illness." Aria lowered her head, she looked remorseful, but Cane didn't prolong the topic and kept his silence.

 

He enjoyed the innocent laughter of those children and how their voices chirped happily. Their world must be so beautiful and pure if they could still laugh like that after all they had gone through and how they lost their families.

 

Cane hoped, one day, he would find that kind of peace too.

 

"Do you know the name of that little boy?"