The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216: HOLDING HER CLOSE TO HIM

"Should I wake her up?" Hanna seemed to know why Cane came over. She too heard about the banquet that was being held in honor of their alpha and luna.

"You may go," Cane said simply, as he stood in his place.

Hanna was about to say that she would get Iris ready in a few minutes if Cane could wait, but she swallowed it back and nodded respectfully to the Alpha, as she walked out of the bedroom, leaving the two of them alone.

When Cane heard the sound of the door closing softly, he walked over to the bed and stared at Iris’ sleeping face. She looked very tired after a long journey. She had been so strong during the arduous journey to the capital city. Not even a single complaint escaped her lips, despite the extreme weather.

This must be the time she could sleep comfortably in the bed, not inside the shaking carriage after weeks.

Cane shook her shoulder lightly to wake her up, because the dinner was being held in the honor of both of them, it was basic courtesy for Iris to attend, but seeing how his mate was in deep sleep, Cane seemed to feel reluctant to put any effort into waking her up.

He shook her shoulder lightly for the second time before he caressed her, soft, curly hair and then left.

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"What have you done to me?" Aria’s voice was very grated when she spoke for the first time in days. She sounded like someone who just ate sand. Her throat was burning and her eyes were fixed on Dexter’s bleeding palm.

She was repulsed at herself for craving his blood. It took everything in her to stop herself from drinking his blood to sate her thirst.

Aria didn’t know how long she had been like this or how many days or weeks had passed since she was with this sorcerer, but her last memory of the gallows started fading away from her mind, as if it was something that had happened years ago, yet at the same time, the emotions of that day were still so fresh. She could feel the pain of being strangled when she couldn’t breathe, as the rope tightened around her neck.

She could still feel the disappointment and misery that she felt that day when she couldn’t see him for one last time. He didn’t even grant her wish to see him in her last moments, but she still longed for him.

"Don’t hurt yourself and come here," Dexter said softly, he treated her with kindness, if one could say. But there were a lot of things in Aria’s mind and heart to see that.

The sorcerer’s blood dripped on the white sheet, because Aria refused to drink it. She looked at him with disdain in her eyes, but her eyes would flicker back to the blood every other second. She was on the verge of giving up and taking up his offer, but then, she was always a stubborn woman to begin with.

In a corner of this hut, Letto curled himself, as he watched the whole exchange. He tried not to attract too much attention to himself, as he observed silently.