223: SHE WAS CAUGHT RED HANDED

SHE WAS CAUGHT RED HANDED

"Don't meet with him." Cane looked at her in the eyes. "Don't talk to him again. Stay away from him."0

The alpha looked very serious when he said that and Iris thought he warned her because Lou could be a potential trouble for him and their pack.

"Okay." Iris nodded, but then explained about her meeting with Lou. "It was not me, who was looking for him."

Cane didn't say anything about that, neither he gave any respond to it, but he nodded and then shifted his attention back to the scenery outside of the small window of this carriage, deep in thought again.

Iris was silent after that. She really wanted to know what was in Cane's mind, so did all the people around him. It was always be a mystery about how his mind worked.

Soon after their conversation ended and they had arrived at the king's palace, Cane went out of the carriage first and helped Iris to get down, as he offered his hand, but once she had steadied herself, he let her go and walked ahead, while she and Hanna followed behind him.

However, Hanna went away all of sudden, as if she received an order or something, but Iris couldn't know what it was, thus she just followed Cane back to their bedroom.

She didn't know why Cane took her to their bedroom when she was supposed to be in the East palace and tried a few dresses for the ceremony and the new year party tonight.

"Cane, I think I need to go to see the seamstress if the situation has calmed down," Iris said once they were inside the room.

But, Cane only nodded at the sofa and told her to sit down.

Confused, Iris sat down on the sofa and looked at him sat across from her, but he didn't do anything. He leaned his back and closed his eyes, seemingly sleeping, but there was no way he was asleep right now.

His silent only confused her even further. What he meant by telling her to sit down here, while he was trying to sleep? Did he want her to watch him sleeping? That didn't sound right…

Iris stared at him, his brows knitted together and his scar looked ghastly, it made him looked ferocious, almost like he was always in a bad mood. He didn't hide his scar or tried to do something to heal it and from what Iris observed of Cane, it was so rare for him to look at himself in the mirror, honestly, it seemed like he avoided it.

Iris remembered what Redmond said, in which, his words brought back the memory when Cane assaulted her, but then, she couldn't help but felt bad for him at this moment. It was such a complicated feeling that she had for her mate, not to mention her feeling mixed with the mate bond that they shared.

Probably because Iris stared at him too long and intense or because he heard something that woke him up, but he opened his eyes abruptly, which startled Iris and she immediately lowered her gaze, fiddled with her fingers, feeling embarrassed because she was caught red handed staring at him.

Their eyes met before and it was obvious he knew that she had been staring.

However, Cane simply walked toward the door and then returned with a small blue box in his hand, as he sat down on the table this time, so close to Iris.

"Give me your hand," Cane said simply.

They were so close, but Cane acted so casually and this made Iris embarrassed to her reaction and how her face turned red because of their proximity.

Iris then stretched out her hand when he opened the box. She peeked inside and found out that box was a medicinal box, it must be what Cane had ordered Hanna to do earlier.

He took a cotton and dabbed it with alcohol, as he carefully cleaned her wound on her palms. Iris jerked her hand away because it was stung when the alcohol touched her grazes, but Cane held her firmly, didn't allow her to move away from his grip, yet he treated her even more gentle and careful.

Iris didn't have the ability to heal her wound like those shifters did, thus her grazes wouldn't heal until a few days from now. In that case, it should be treated.

After Cane cleaned up her palms, he put ointment on her grazes and then threw away the used cotton and put back the alcohol inside the box.

"Don't use your hand," Cane said as he stood up and left the room without saying anything anymore. That was it. He returned to their room to make sure Iris treated her wound and she stayed inside before he left again to tend to his own business with the king. The meeting had not yet done after all.

When Iris was still in daze by how Cane treated her, Hanna walked into the room with a bright smile on her lips.

"How are you feeling?" Hanna asked, she sat down next to Iris and looked at her palm. The alpha gave her the ointment on his way out, so she could apply it on Iris every four hours. "Oh, the alpha said the seamstress will come this afternoon, so we don't need to go to the East palace."

Iris was stunned when she read that. "Is that okay for the seamstress to come here?"

Hanna shrugged her shoulder. "I don't know, but the alpha said that."

Both of them couldn't figure out how Cane could pull it through to make the seamstress visited them instead, but after they had their lunch, the seamstress indeed came, she came with bunches of beautiful dresses for Iris to put on for her ceremony and new year party tonight.

"There is only one problem here," Felicity said, she was a seamstress in her forty, looked very stern, but knew what she was doing. "We need the alpha to be here and match your dress for ceremony."

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