Iris was very anxious. The howling was laced with anguish. It tugged at her heartstrings painfully, and sounded like a wounded animal and this made her feel on tenterhooks.
The sound was calling for her desperately. It was different from the howling that she heard every new moon. This time, it was way more unsettled.
"Throw her away from this pack! She is unlucky!" Aria shouted. She glared down at Iris, who fell to the floor, because she pushed her too hard. "This is Gerald’s curse for having her as the Luna of the pack!" Aria’s voice echoed inside this silence room.
"Enough, Aria!" Grace said sternly, as she helped Iris to stand up.
"What?! Even now, you are unable to tell?! We shouldn’t have brought her here! The attack of the monsters, the storm, Ania was poisoned! All of that is because she is bad luck! The Moon Goddess will not bless our pack with a person like her here!" Aria was indignant, she pointed her finger at Iris’ face.
It was not the first time for Aria to call Iris bad luck. She blamed her for whatever bad things that happened in this pack blindly, even if it sounded so crazy.
"Nonsense!"
"Don’t be ridiculous, Aria!"
Grace and Jace talked at the same time. They didn’t have time to indulge her jealousy when they didn’t know what happened to Cane.
However, Aria didn’t want to stop, she kept cursing at Iris, while crying, even though Jace tugged at her hand and tried to pull her out of the room.
"I will not go anywhere if she is still here!" Aria was enraged. She pulled her hand out of Jace’s grip.
Seeing this, Jace could only sigh deeply. He then looked at Iris. "Go back to your room, Iris, we will handle the situation here."
It would be better not to have the two of them in the same room, after all, they couldn’t help with anything if even Grace and Ardand were flabbergasted with this situation.
Aria was stubborn, but with Iris’ mild temper, it would be easy to persuade her, right? The rest of them were also thinking the same. But, to their surprise, they were wrong.
"No," Iris replied. Her voice was curt and clear. She looked as stubborn as Aria right now, as she glared at the mistress.
Her short answer left them stunned. They didn’t expect Iris to be difficult as well. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
"Iris, this is not the time..." Grace tried to talk to her not to escalate the situation, because they knew how obstinate Aria could be.
"No, I need to check on him," Iris blurted it out without a second thought, as she moved toward the bed, where Cane was sleeping in discomfort.
For other people, what she said sounded like the most ridiculous thing to say at this moment. What did she need to check? She sounded like a healer or something, someone who held a certain power to analyze the situation and Cane’s condition.
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