IRIS
I waited for four days to heal, before my third attempt and in those four days I spent most of my time arguing with Darius.
"You're not going back in there," Darius said when I brought it up. For him Ronan was a lost cause.
"I'm going back. “I insisted. There was no way I was running back to the city after just two attempts.
"Iris…” He tried to reason.
"You can't stop me, Darius. You are not my Alpha and I am not pack. I am going back into that cell, whether you like it or not." One thing he did not know about me was my stubborn streak.
He had stared at me with so much anger before he gave up. "He is going to kill you." He said and I almost laughed at him. That was not exactly something new.
"He is not. I know what I did wrong." I replied. I was yet to tell him of my new pla
