From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 174

Third–Person POV:

At the mention of “Simon“, Iris stiffened, a hard knot twisting in her gut.

Still, she managed to reply, “A lot’s happened these past few days. I haven’t had a chance to bring it up yet. But don’t worry–I’ll handle Simon.”

Simon…

Iris had long suspected Simon was her mother’s son with Marcus. And now her mother wouldn’t stop asking about him.

The pressure in her chest tightened, sharp and suffocating. A cold flicker of ruthlessness passed through her eyes.

If he really was her mother’s pup… then he couldn’t be allowed to live. She needed her mother all to herself.

Margaret, oblivious to Iris‘ turmoil, kept pressing. “You have to get Simon away from Julian, and fast. Don’t let this drag on- something bad will happen.”

“I know.”

“As for that sickly temale pup…” Margaret’s voice trailed off for a beat.

She’d been keeping up with everything going on in Iris‘ life lately.

Edith had reported the little female’s condition was worsening. She’d seemed fine before.

But the way things were headed, the girl might not make it.

Margaret’s tone was casual, almost detached. “After all, she’s just a female. Even if she dies, we need to make sure it serves a purpose.”

The words were light, but they dripped with cruelty.

Iris‘ chest clenched, then went cold. “Don’t worry, Mom.”

“I’ll make sure her death means something.”

Just as she said it-

The hospital room door clicked open.

Iris flinched, her head snapping up. Julian stood in the doorway.

He’d almost overheard them last night, and now…

Margaret was still talking through the speaker, louder in the quiet room. “I know she’s your own flesh and blood, so it’ll hurt. But the way things are now-”

Before she could finish, Iris frantically ended the call.

Her face was rigid as she looked at Julian. “Ethan. You’re here.”

Julian stared back, his expression icy. He didn’t say a word.

That cold, silent stare made Iris‘ heart pound wildly against her ribs.

She forced calm into her voice. “Why are you looking at me like that? I…”

Julian remained silent.

He strode into the room on those long legs, pulled a chair directly up to her bedside, and sat down.

The chair legs scraped against the floor with a harsh screech.

The sound–and the chill he brought with him–made Iris‘ heart lurch violently again.

Julian still didn’t speak.

His silence was smothering.

Especially with that frozen look on his face. Iris found it harder and harder to meet his eyes.

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