130: IRIS REALIZED HER CRISIS

IRIS REALIZED HER CRISIS

Her scent assaulted his senses, but the most terrifying part was not that he felt uncomfortable with it, but because it was the other way around. He liked her scent lingering around him, as if she was the best medicine that he could ask for.

He wanted to keep her close, but at the same time, he wanted to put her at arm's length. No one would be left unharmed if they got too close to him.

But then, Cane's entire body stiffened, he halted his steps when Iris wrapped her arms around his neck unconsciously, her lips grazed the sensitive spot on his neck as her warm breath caressed his skin. She snuggled closer to him because she felt cold.

Cane's eyes turned a few shades darker, as he carried her to the bed. Her soft body against his made it hard for him to let her go, but she was sleeping right now. He could feel himself turning hard for her.

As he put her down on the bed, Iris opened her eyes groggily, her blue eyes looked at him hazily, as she blinked a few times, still unaware of her predicament, while her arms were still wrapped around his neck. He was only a breath away from kissing her.

No. Cane wouldn't kiss anyone. He didn't even kiss Aria during the whole three years of their relationship. He did it based on their carnal desire.

When it came to Cane, it was more pain than pleasure and Aria was willing to take all the pain from him. That was why, it was always her. The deed would be done callously and there was nothing more beyond that.

However, at this moment, Cane had this sudden urge to kiss her. Her plump and soft lips looked delicious and those lips enticed him to take a taste. He growled when his desire for her, to have her, made him hard.

It was painful for him when he had this carnal desire, because he had to go through it until the end.

Maybe because of how he growled dangerously until it sent a shudder down her spine, Iris finally came to her senses and realized what state she was in right now.

"A- Alpha…" she stuttered to see the darkness behind his eyes and then let go of his neck. She didn't even realize that she had been clinging onto him this whole time. "I- I am sorry…"

It was a little bit too late for an apology.

Cane stared at her with his hooded eyes, there was a complicated emotion that Iris could see in those dark pupils and from how hard he knitted his brows, he seemed to be having a battle with himself.

Desire clouded his features, his hands fisted on the sides of her head.

At this point, Iris could feel his thighs tensing, as she straddled him without her knowing, while he placed himself between her legs. This position made her terrified, because she knew what would come next.

How did they end up like this? The last thing she remembered was herself dozing off after translating the scrolls while Cane was still sleeping on the bed. Did she sleep-walk to the bed?

This wouldn't do… Iris still remembered what happened the last time they did it, even though she couldn't blame him, since it could be said as him helping her when she was in heat, or else she would be more in pain.

Still, Iris wouldn't say that was a pleasant memory that she wanted to reminisce about. Did she have the strength to face his demons?

They stayed like that, while silence washed over them as time dragged by.

"I don't want to do this…" Cane finally spoke, his voice was deep and coarse, but he didn't move away from her.

This time, Iris took her time to look at him closely. She could see deep pain in his eyes, ghastly scars on his soul. Has anyone ever noticed that? Has anyone ever asked how he felt?

There was one silly question that crossed her mind at this moment; don't you feel tired?

His shoulders were wide, but not wide enough to carry all those responsibilities. No one had shoulders that wide to carry the whole world on his own.

She wished there was a way to take it all from him… even for a moment.

Iris hurt for him, somehow, she could understand him to a certain level, was it because of the bond that they shared? There were too many burdens for him, too many responsibilities and too many demons tormenting him.

But then, he had no one to turn to. Everyone looked up to him, they put their hopes and lives in his hands, and he must hold fast to their expectations for him, which meant he couldn't show any weakness.

He didn't want to do it…

That was what he felt, he didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't stop himself. Her father made sure to ruin him completely, tormenting him even after he had died.

Iris was not sure what to do, but she couldn't resist raising her hand and then touching his head. His body stiffened further with her touch, but he didn't jerk away from her. His hair was so soft when she buried her fingers in it.

She expected him to pull away from her touch, but he didn't. He looked shocked, but he didn't move away from her.

And when she started patting his head in rhythmical soft pats… Cane gave in to exhaustion and tuned out the pain. He lowered his head, as if encouraging her to continue what she was doing right now.0

He buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, as he took the liberty to breathe in her scent, while Iris kept patting his head and soon, his breath evened out in sleep.

The alpha was sleeping in her arms, something that had never happened before. Time dragged by, and his labored breaths filled the air.

But soon, Iris realized her crisis.

He is so heavy!

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