107: A FIRE MAGIC STONE

A FIRE MAGIC STONE

"Do what you are told." Cane looked pissed by his refusal, because he knew what the reason for that was. It was not the first time for him to hear a disagreement on this matter.

"We can't do that. We are ordered not to associate with that place." The man named Arthur looked at the alpha with disapproval. It was against everything that he had learned from Alpha Josh.

"Who ordered you?" Cane leaned his back against the wall, his revered self was so intimidating. He was like his father in his prime, but there was more to him, there was something feral and ferocious about him.

After all, he had gone through something that his wise father would never have imagined. Hell that could change you forever.

"Alpha Josh. Your father will not like this. You know your father well, he must have told you about this as well, right?"

Yes, that was true. His father had told him about this countless times in the past, that he should be a wise and kind alpha. He shouldn't associate himself with something so despicable like that.

"Yes."

All of them sighed in relief when they heard his answer, but then they grew tense when Cane continued to speak.

"If you still place your loyalty in a dead man, you can follow him instead." Cane tapped Iris' shoulder to get her attention. "We will leave."

Reading that, Iris hastily got up, but she didn't want to part ways with the fire magic stone in her hand. However, since Cane didn't say anything about leaving the stone behind, she put it inside her pocket and looked at the alpha, waiting for him to disapprove of her action, but he didn't say anything and simply turned around to leave.

Hastily, Iris followed after him, because she didn't want to be alone with these men, they could devour her with the hatred in their eyes alone.

"Alpha Cane!" Arthur and the rest of the men inside the room stood up. They looked startled to see how the alpha was very different from his father. The aloofness that surrounded him was something that they had never felt before, they felt useless and insignificant before him. "You are leaving? Are you leaving us just like that?"

It had been years since they had been able to return to their homeland, and just like the other pack members, they too wanted to go to their pack, to their home and loved ones. This was not their place, this pack and its alpha was not the one that they pledged their loyalty to.

The thought of dying so far away from their land and unable to return was something that they had been dreading about.

No matter how far they had gone, they still wanted to return to their home. More so, Cane was the only person that they should follow. He was the only survivor of the alpha's blood.

"Alpha Cane, you can't leave us like this." The old man moved hastily toward the door, but his steps halted when Cane turned around and looked at him icily.

"Why can't I?"

"You are our alpha, what can we do without your lead?" Arthur chimed in.

Cane's expression turned murderous when he heard that statement. "I am your alpha and yet you refuse to accept the first direct order that I gave to you." Cane immediately spoke again when the man with green eyes tried to interrupt him. "Your loyalty still lies with my father, so you can follow him instead."

All of them gasped in surprise. They didn't realize how impertinent their words were. This was the first time they met and they were already disrespecting his first direct order, their judgment being clouded by one of the previous alpha's orders.

It goes without saying that once the alpha died, their orders would be nullified against the new alpha's and they shouldn't have questioned his order.

"My sincere apologies to Alpha Cane," Arthur said, as he stepped forward, he lowered his head remorsefully. "I will do as you told me to do."

And this time, no one disagreed with his decision.

Cane looked at them one by one to see any trace of rebellion, but all of them lowered their heads solemnly. Too afraid to offend him again.

"Meet me in the inn this evening before sunset."

"Yes, Alpha." They looked excited to get a new order again and have someone to lead them, not to mention the chance to go back home. "I will take the stone."

They nodded, but their eyes were on Iris right now. They wondered what qualification that Iris had until Cane gave the magic stone to her. Did he trust her that much? The daughter of their enemy?

After saying that, Cane left the place, while Iris followed him closely.

This time, Cane didn't hold her hand, but Iris was satisfied enough with the fire magic stone in her pocket. The sensation of having this stone close to her hummed in her blood, and somehow, she felt ecstatic.

"Do you know how to identify this stone?" Cane finally broke the silence between them. He glanced at her, who couldn't stop smiling all the way to the inn.

"Yes," she replied confidently. "I have never felt this comfortable before."2

"Comfortable?" Cane knitted his brows. "Is that what you feel?"

Iris then explained the sensation that she felt with the other stones and this fire magic stone was the one that made her feel good the most.

Cane listened to her in silence.

"I think if we are in the mines, I will easily find this stone without even breaking a sweat," Iris said confidently.

Cane's eyes turned calculative when he heard that, aside from air magic stone, the fire magic stone was the second rarest gem and she confidently said she could find it easily.

"If only I have magical powers, with a fire stone in my hand, I can use offensive magic," Iris said to herself.

Cane frowned upon hearing that. "What do you need offensive magic for?"

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