Mathew POV.
She was just here in front of us, and next she disappeared from our house, from our living room, she was under the protection of the kings of the wolves species and still, she disappeared. To say I have lost it would be a small word, I went crazy, I yelled I screamed, and my wolf form came on its own to provide comfort, and protection, for me.
I roared, I smashed most of the room, I almost broke it down, but then my brothers had to calm me down, they had to pull me back to reality, this isn’t the witch incident all over again, this was Iris, our kitten, she wouldn’t betray us, she’s just playing.
“Just calm down alpha, I promise Iris is fine, we’ll get her back,” Zane says, he’s my beta, I trust him, I do calm down, I forced my wolf side to step to the side, letting the human part of me take over, I can take care of this one.
“How did she just disappear?” I ask them now, looking at them, we were all there, looking at her play with Seth, and then nothing, she disappeared.
“Why would Iris just disappear, she can’t just disappear, something happened, a witch?” Nathaniel says he’s right, a witch has stolen her, it always went back to the witches, they were evil, and they are the ones responsible for our misery again.
“But why would the witches take her? They got nothing against us,” Nick says, he’s right why would they?
“And Seth? What about him?” Zane says, in my anger for my baby, I forgot about my nephew disappearing, I’m the worse uncle ever.
“Seth, for god’s sake, did Liam have a witch on his side? Is that it?” I say, Liam was here to take his revenge on Lucifer, he thought he could take me down and then take Lucifer, he’s really arrogant and short-tempered, he doesn’t know what dreams are just dreams and what he could actually achieve.
Hopefully, his new status as a dead wolf would help with his temper now, he can’t do much about it anymore, he can’t order his witch to kidnap Iris and Seth, it’ll be good for nothing with him dead, he didn’t bring one along with him, and no witch who’s loyal to Lucifer would ever dare to touch his heart, even after she became ours.
“Do you think Lucifer did it?” Zane asks out loud, he could be the one who did it, he could be the one who took Iris back, but she’s ours now, she can’t go back to hell.
“Call Lucifer, tell him to send our nephew back,” I order them in a void voice.
I left the house, I can’t win against Lucifer, the first time it was my anger driving me, my broken heart, but now my heart isn’t broken by betrayal, my heart is broken into a million pieces with no chance of it to ever be fixed again, Lucifer took the one thing that made me happy or would ever make me happy ever again, Lucifer won this time, I can’t have her back, even if I attacked hell, the king won, he always does.
Once I was away from my brother, I fell down on my knees, my head fell back, looking up at the moon, it’s nighttime now, I prayed to the moon, we all belong to the moon, I want Iris back, I need Iris back, how am I to live without my kitten anymore, for the first time in years, even after my heart was broken, I cried losing Iris made me cry, it broke me in a way I could never fix it.
‘Iris, Iris, Iris,’ I say over and over again through my head, we weren’t connected but I wished we were, I wish she was here for me, I wish I could hear her.
‘Daddy? What are you doing inside my head?’ I heard her reply it was low, quiet, and distant.
‘Iris, where are you?’ I ask her slowly, we just connected together, she’s part of my pack now, she’s really pack of my pack now, she’s ours, Lucifer can’t take her back now!
‘In hell, papa missed me,’ she says, I could just imagine her rolling her eyes at me right now at me.
‘We’ll get you back baby, stay strong, is Seth with you?’ I ask her making sure.
‘He’s crying daddy but I made him feel better, me hugged him,’ she assures me making me smile, she’s so far away and she’s managing to get me smile.
‘Stay strong, we’ll get you back,’ I assure her.
I left the forest and went back to the house, ready to get a witch over, I’m getting my baby and nephew back, in a nice or not so nice way, I don’t care anymore.
“Call Damon and Calesti,” I order my brothers, I remember their names how could I forget the names of the people who brough my baby.