IRIS
Everything in me wanted to say no. The word sat on the tip of my tongue. No, I wasn't going back. No, I wasn't stepping foot in the place that had condemned me.
Ronan must have seen the answer in my eyes because before I could speak, he continued gently.
"I'm not asking you to rejoin the pack, all I am asking you to do is help me stop a war.” His fingers tightened around mine, desperate.
"I'm asking you to meet your parents and tell them the truth. Tell them you're free. " His eyes searched mine. "That's all, Iris."
I looked up at him and I finally saw the weight of everything he was carrying and I felt ashamed. What was wrong with me?
"I'm sorry," I whispered.His brow furrowed, "For what?"
"For saying I didn't care.” My throat tightened. “For accusing you of using me. For.."
