Alpha's Lost Luna Returns With His Twins-Chapter 178-I Was Bought

Luca:

A Few Weeks Ago:

What Iris told me had left me uneasy. I thought her mother had a problem with her because she believed Iris did not know what was best for herself, and also because Lycans had been in a rivalry with the werewolves for many years.

However, when Iris told me what her mother did to her the night before, it showed me that her mother was far more evil than I had imagined.

There was no way a mother would stoop so low to traumatize her daughter just to control her. It was safe to say that Lady Clarissa was not right in the head. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"That is why Iris has been so badly disturbed," My wolf snapped, showing how upset he was for her.

Honestly, Iris was a different kind of woman. I had known her since I was a kid. We grew up in the same environment. We basically grew up together.

We never really communicated, but we crossed paths from time to time. She was always confident and attentive to everything happening around her.

She was the first person who told me that I acted badly, that I was a bad man, and I had never forgotten that day. She had left such an impact on me.

"Careful, you are falling in love with the forbidden fruit," my wolf warned me, and I rolled my eyes.

"I just care for her, and of course she is a beautiful woman," I muttered, giving myself the same excuses I had been repeating.

Ever since then, I had been feeling a little strange toward her.

"It is one thing to praise a woman for her beauty and her talent, but it is completely different to fall so deeply that you lose yourself," my wolf grunted at me.

I straightened my posture, silencing my wolf as I stepped down the hall. With the videos at stake, I could not confront Lady Clarissa.

Walking back and forth in the hall was the only thing I could do for the moment. I could not even transition to run off the anger.

As I headed back toward the room, the door to Lady Clarissa’s room opened. I stopped and turned slightly as she stepped out, folded her arms across her chest, and leaned against the doorframe.

"I’m thinking you want to speak with me," she remarked, and I turned to face her.

I slipped my hands into my pockets, trying to stop myself from doing something that would upset Iris.

"Wow, I can tell from that look that my daughter has told you everything," the cunning woman stated.

She unfolded her arms and gestured toward me with two fingers, motioning for me to follow her into the room.

I glanced around for a few seconds, wondering if following her anywhere was a good idea at this point.

However, I had no other option. I did what she asked and stepped into the room behind her.

Once I was in the room with her, she stayed behind while I walked over and stood near the couch. I watched her from a distance as she closed the door and followed me.

She did not remain standing and instead sat down comfortably. A half glass of wine rested on the side table.

"It’s okay, you can sit. You do not have to stand there. I am not going to attack you. You know I am not that crazy," she commented, rolling her eyes, sounding irritated that I did not trust her after she had broken our trust.

"Are you going to start talking?" I asked as I sat down on the couch, keeping my distance and not sitting beside her.

"Yes. So what?" she replied, first confirming and then shrugging.

She gave her head a slight shake, looking completely clueless as to why we were making such a big deal out of it.

"I want to see those videos," I demanded, and I noticed the way she started smiling to herself.

"What? Do you want to see how she looks with you? Because without my interference, that is never going to happen," she taunted, causing me to lean back irritably and spread my arms across the backrest of the couch.

"I want to see the videos," I demanded again, and with a sigh, she grabbed her phone.

"Remember, these videos are saved elsewhere too," she remarked before handing me her phone.

The first video I opened was disturbing, but it gave me a clear idea of what had happened that night. It was hard to watch.

Then there were the edited videos where her interference was not shown. She quickly snatched the phone back as I clenched my fists.

"How could you do this to your own daughter?" I demanded, and she clicked her tongue to silence me before raising her hand in a stopping gesture.

"I am not going to listen to you talking about how bad of a mother I am and all that. Let me just be honest with you," she replied, slapping her phone hard on the table.

The fact that she was upset we no longer looked at her with respect was beyond me.

"Sure. I would love an explanation from you. And I would also love to know why you think I will not lose control, transition, and kill you right here," I told her. "You have no one you can use against me. Iris does not belong to me. Her children mean nothing to me. I have no family I need to think about. So tell me again, what is stopping me from killing you right here, right now?"

As I made the threat, I watched her eyes closely. She realized that I was not just a womanizer.

If I wanted to, I could ruin her in a minute without worrying about what would happen to me afterward. I had always been a loner.

If my life ended here, there would be no one crying for me. I did not even fear dying in that moment.

"What if I tell you these videos are the very reason Iris will marry you, and the two of you can grow closer?" she asked.

The moment she said those words, the anger and agitation I had been feeling disappeared.