The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter novel Chapter 727

Chapter 727: FROM HERE, HE LOOKS LIKE HE IS CRYING

Cane would never forget this day. He would never forget the pain Iris had gone through and how much she lost blood in the process of giving birth to their daughters. He would never forget the thick smell of blood, his mate’s blood that burned every cell in his body and boiled his blood.

He didn’t want her to go through this pain again. There was a moment, where he regretted to even try to make her pregnant.

Though Cane loved their children so much, he would give his life for them, he would never let Iris to go through this pain ever again. She was his life.

He was well aware how he had fallen for her, but he didn’t notice how deep until he witnessed her was going to give up with her life and it gave him fear. Fear that ran so deep to his bone by imagining he had to lose her. He didn’t even know how to mourn if he really lost her...

The lycan inside of him could take over his consciousness and do whatever, as he was no longer wanted to be sobered up in this chaotic world, where he had to lose the only place that could offer him comfort, the only person, who was his solace...

He would give up too the moment Iris took her last breath. Everything was not worthy anymore. Nothing was worth living if his mate and their children were on the other side of the world. He might as well follow them...

"It’s a girl. It’s a baby girl..." You could hear the relief in Grace’s voice when she announced it.

Grace handed the baby over to the Serafim because she needed her to check on the baby first related to the black magic.

"Where are my babies...?" Iris asked, her face was as pale as the snow around them.

Meanwhile, Lou let go of Iris’s hand when his task was done and Iris was no longer in pain the moment she gave birth to the babies. He stood up and left in silent, he didn’t want to be caught in their euphoria.

"I want to see my babies..." Iris breathed heavily, but she was still holding on because she wanted to see her baby. "Where are my babies..."

Her baby kept crying softly and this made Iris became a little bit anxious. Her instinct told her to get her baby and calm her down.

Cane said nothing, he checked on Iris, making sure she was alright and was no longer in pain, that the pain had dissipated and she would be fine in the end. He needed that assurance more than anything.

Abby came over with the crying baby in his arms, Aliana had cleaned her and wrapped her in a warm blanket after Abby made sure there was no trace of black magic, only then she handed the baby over to Iris.

This was also the first time for Cane to see his daughter. He had this moment when he felt his heart skipped a beat and he was having a hard time to breath, though he tried his hardest to compose himself, but Iris could feel how he breathed raggedly, as this strange emotion washed over his body.

The baby was very small, she writhed inside her blanket and her small hand clutched the air, as if looking for something to hold.

Iris had never been very emotional like this before as she started to cry when she saw her daughter for the first time, this time, it was tears of relief to see her baby survived. She had Cane’s black hair and without doubt, she was his daughter, because when she opened her eyes, you could see her pure golden eyes shone brightly, like little sun.

However, she didn’t open her eyes for long, it almost felt like the little one only wanted to greet them and choose to close her beautiful, limpid eyes again once Abby put her against Iris’s chest.

She smacked her lips and pursed them when she snuggled against Iris’s chest.

There was this faint black wisp that emanated from her little body the moment she made contact with Iris, as if the remaining of black magic evaporated, Iris’s power took care of it naturally.

Abby pressed her lips when she saw that. She was sure she had taken care of the black magic before, but it seemed there was still residual that her power couldn’t reach.

Seeing that, she stood up and left the scene. She didn’t know what to feel. The more she thought about it, the more she felt bad for herself and the more she felt bad of herself, the deeper her frustration growing.