Too Late Alpha The Mate He Never Wanted (Iris and Eric) novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Iris’s POV

I stared at the closed door for a long time, my mind spun with several thoughts.

Show me around?

I clenched my fists tightly as my heart slammed against my ribs.

For days, this room had been my safe hiding place. Every time the door opened, I braced myself. And now, I was supposed to willingly walk out into the pack?

It was getting harder to breathe.

Jasmine’s voice echoed in my head. “You’re not a prisoner.”

It made me feel worse, because now it was my choice.

If I stayed locked in here, it wouldn’t be because someone forced me. It would be because I didn’t want to face what was outside.

I swallowed hard.

I needed to calm myself down and think clearly.

Immediately I finished eating and taking the meds, I threw off the blanket.

I swung my legs out of the bed and slowly stood. Pain flared in my side, but it was manageable. I took a few slow steps with one hand on the wall for support.

My legs still trembled, but they were stronger than before.

I limped slowly to the window.

The curtains had been closed the whole time I had been here. I hadn’t dared open them.

For some reason that I couldn’t explain, my fingers hovered over the curtain for a moment as my heart raced. Then I took a breath and pulled the curtains open.

Sunlight poured in, and I winced as the light blinded me briefly.

It was a bright day. The sky was very blue, and it had a few clouds. I was on the top floor, but from where I stood, I could see part of the massive training field.

From what I could tell, it was probably three times larger than the one back at the Crescent Moon Pack.

A few warriors had shifted, and were sparring in wolf form. Others were sparring in human form, or doing other forms of training

I blinked as I watched two warriors circle each other slowly and cautiously.

They moved like they were born to fight.

At that moment, I understood why Rowan’s pack had a ruthless reputation. There was nothing soft about what I

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was seeing. The toughest warriors at the Crescent Moon Pack couldn’t even stand a chance against any one of these.

One of them barked an order, and another group of warriors charged at each other with wickedly sharp blades, swiping and dodging.

It didn’t even look like training. It looked more like a vicious preparation for war.

I stepped back slightly from the window.

Jasmine’s voice came back to me, echoing in my head again.

“Rowan didn’t remain the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack because he was charming. He earned it with blood and fear.”

I felt another chill crawl down my spine.

How many battles had Rowan led? How many lives had he taken without blinking?

That day in the woods, when the rogues were attacking me, he tore through them like they were nothing. I had been barely conscious, but I remembered the sound of bones snapping as he slammed into them.

I could still remember those intelligent golden eyes that belonged to his wolf.

He had looked like an angel of death, but when he looked at me, his eyes had softened.

He had carried me, and tucked me into bed.

The same hands that had torn through the rogues ruthlessly had held me like I was a fragile object that could break.

I leaned against the wall and pressed a hand to my forehead.

What was I doing?

I wasn’t supposed to care, or feel anything.

And yet here I was, heart pounding just because Rowan had almost kissed me.

Now, it kept replaying in my head. That one stupid moment as his eyes stared into mine, his hand hovered at my cheek, and I had felt warm.

I gritted my teeth and turned away from the window.

“I’m not doing this,” I muttered under my breath. There were too many reasons why it was going to be a terrible mistake.

I limped slowly back to the bed and sat down as my legs had begun shaking from the short walk.

What if Jasmine was right?

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