Too Late Alpha The Mate He Never Wanted (Iris and Eric) novel Chapter 113

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Chapter 113

Iris’s POV

“Stay indoors today to avoid attracting attention to yourself.” Shawn muttered, then he turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.

I exhaled and lay back on the bed. I covered my legs with the blanket and tried to look as tired as possible. If anyone else came in, I didn’t want more questions.

A few quiet minutes passed. Then someone knocked on the door. I resisted the urge to groan.

“Who is it?” I called out.

“It’s me,” a familiar voice replied.

Rowan.

My chest tightened, and I gripped the hoodie around me tighter.

“Come in,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

The door creaked open, and Rowan stepped in. His hair was slightly wet with sweat, as if he had just come in from training. His shirt was wet and stuck to his chest, showing the hard muscles of his chest. My face heated and I quickly looked away.

His brown eyes were on me immediately he stepped in.

“You’re awake,” he said, his voice was soft as he stepped inside and shut the door softly.

I stayed where I was on the bed.

“Barely,” I said, forcing a tired smile. “Trying to recover.

His sharp eyes studied me. He moved closer slowly. “You don’t look like someone who barely survived a fight,” he said.

I lowered my eyes, trying to avoid looking guilty. “I feel worse than I look.”

Rowan stopped beside the bed. He frowned slightly as he studied me again. Then his expression hardened. His nostrils flared.

His jaw clenched. “Why is Shane’s scent all over you?” he asked slowly.

The air around us seemed to tense.

I blinked, caught off guard. “What?”

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Chapter 113

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“You heard me,” he growled, his voice was rougher than before.

I glanced down at myself and then gave a small shrug. “I’m wearing his hoodie.”

Rowan’s eyes darkened. “Why?”

“I was a little cold,” I said, keeping my voice casual. “So he helped me out with his hoodie.”

His jaw tightened even more. “And you don’t have one of your own?”

A small laugh escaped before I could stop it. It was then that I noticed the tension in his body. His shoulders were rigid, and his muscles were tight.

“The ones I have are…small,” I said, pulling lightly at Shane’s oversized hoodie.” This one actually covers me.

Rowan made a low sound, like a half growl, like he was trying to keep control.

“Take it off,” he said, his voice a harsh grunt.

I froze. “What?”

“Take. It. Off.”

I stared at him, frowning. “Why?”

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