At this point, Iris was too exhausted to even put up a fight. She was completely numb to everything that was happening around her. However, slowly but surely, she felt Cane’s presence. His scent soothed her nerves bit by bit and the spark between them when his skin touched hers made her feel less agitated.
The mate bond really worked wonders.
On the other hand, Cane was unsure as to how to proceed from here, since he didn’t think it was a good idea for him to be the one to bathe her. Not because he didn’t want to, but because Iris probably couldn’t take it.
"I will call Hanna over to help you." Cane put Iris down on the edge of the tub, so she could sit there while he called for Hanna, yet when his mate realized he was about to leave, she clung to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the crook of his shoulder. "You need to clean yourself."
However, Cane stopped short with his explanation, because he knew Iris couldn’t hear him. He let her hug himself as long as she needed, while he caressed her back lightly. Her sweet scent was mixed with the smell of his blood and the stench of her vomit.
Anyone else would find this disgusting, especially those shifters, who had keen senses, yet Cane didn’t even flinch, nor did he furrow his brows to show his disgust. He treated this as if it was nothing.
Iris was still his mate, no matter how wretched she looked like right now. There was nothing about her that could make him loathe her.
It took a long time for Iris to finally loosen her arms around his neck and Cane could finally talk to her.
"You need to get cleaned," Cane said. "I will call Hanna to help."
Iris shook her head. Hanna would cry if she saw her like this and it wouldn’t help her feel any better. She would feel so bad to make her worried, moreover, she didn’t want her to know what had happened.
Iris was still unsure how Cane connected the dots, but he must have guessed everything by now, knowing how clear sighted he was.
It was still unnerving how she could forget all those horrendous moments, but even more so, how she remembered everything now.
Cane put his finger under her chin, so she could read what he was going to say. "You will be more comfortable with her."
Yet, Iris shook her head again.
Cane looked at her face and pulled the string behind her dress, which loosened her dress a little bit and Iris flinched.
"Let’s take off just the outer dress."
Her outer dress was so dirty, so was her hair, thus she needed to take it off before she sank into the tub.
Cane helped her to get out of her dress, this time he didn’t make any aggressive moves such as ripping off the fabric just because it was too complicated for him. He was extra attentive and patient with her.
Once the dress was already taken care of, it left Iris standing in her undergarments, but because Iris was already struggling to get off her outer dress and her undergarments were fine, Cane helped her to dip into the tub in them, so she actually wouldn’t feel naked and even more vulnerable.
However, he treated her exceptionally. Not even once did he lose his patience with her. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
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