It was a letter from Joyce again, asking whether Iris could come and get the children out of the capital because the royal guards and warriors became more and more violent. The monsters appeared in the capital city more often now, but the royal warriors didn’t do anything about it, unless something happened in the palace.
Because of that, while the people tried to defend themselves, the sorcerers in the capital city tried to create barriers for their safety.
Many people died and those who tried to flee from the capital city were killed brutally. The children were afraid, the orphanage was not safe anymore after Trion and the others had left.
Thankfully, Trion taught them how to send letters by hawks secretly, so the guards and warriors around the city wouldn’t notice it, but Joyce and the other children must be very careful about it and they couldn’t send letters as often as they wanted.
At the end of the letter, Joyce wrote; please, help us, luna Iris...
Her handwriting was so bad, it was almost like her little hand was shaking out of fear and helplessness, begging Iris to come and save them.
Iris stared at the letter with mixed feelings. She said nothing, but from the look on her expression, it was not that hard to tell what was in her mind right now.
"We can’t go to the capital city yet," Cane answered the unspoken question. He pulled Iris closer and patted her back, as if he was trying to abate the turmoil inside of her.
The most frustrating thing was; Iris knew that. She understood their situation and knew Cane couldn’t magically take the children away from the capital city, especially when the orphanage was located so close to the palace.
Cane had been trying to avoid the power struggle in the palace and because Alan was on the throne now, things wouldn’t go well with them. Once they were in his hands, there was no way Alan would let them go, unless they died.
You could start to imagine all the horrendous things that might happen to the people, who were loyal to Cane, once Alan got a hold of the alpha.
What happened to those people that were tortured in the underground of Alan’s palace, was only a glimpse of what he was going to do to people, who stood by Cane’s side.
They couldn’t even enter the capital city, let alone save those children.
At least, not yet... ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Tears streamed down Iris’ face silently, as she tried so hard to suppress her emotions. She was so angry. She wanted to kill those people in the palace, especially Alan. If she could, maybe half of Cane’s problems would disappear too.
She wondered how many wolf spirits she could kill if they marched to the capital city at this instant. She didn’t feel tired when she helped the warriors of the Howling Wolf pack to fight those mutineers. Maybe she could kill as many shifters as she liked.
The idea enticed her...
For a moment, that was the only thing in Iris’ mind that could soothe her anger.
"You need to be cleaned up, let’s think about this matter later." Cane moved his body slightly away from Iris and scooped her into his arms. He could see how she was crying without sound and kissed both of her cheeks, but he didn’t tell her to stop crying. She needed to vent it out. It was fine for her to cry in front of him.
On the other hand, Iris wrapped her arms around Cane’s neck and let him take care of her. This was not the first time he bathed her, more so, it was his responsibility, because he had exhausted her to the point she didn’t have any energy left to take care of herself.
Reading the letter made Iris feel even more depressed and now, she was not only physically tired, but mentally as well.
Thankfully, this time Cane didn’t try to pull anything, as he simply cleaned her up and asked someone to change the bedsheets, so when they were done, the bed was ready for them.
After that, Iris didn’t eat much, even so Cane didn’t push her to eat more like he usually did. He only reminded her to finish Grace’s concoction, because he didn’t want her to risk her health with a lot of things that were going on and what they would face in the future.
After the letter from Joyce, a week went by uneventfully, there was nothing worth noting aside from the new moon that happened on their second day they were here.
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