To Rule Them All

Sunrise

Iris

I woke up to banging at my door. Briefly I was confused until all the memories came flooding back, turning over I pulled the covers over my head and tried to ignore the incessant banging.

“Iris” I heard Lachlan shout “I’m not going away so you may as well open up.”

Signing I was debating whether to get up when he went silent. Assuming he had gone I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep.

“I know you are awake, I’m here you don’t need to be alone, I’ll just stay here until you need me.” I heard through the door.

After we got home last night I took off to my room, mum came to see me to see how I was, my injuries were healing but my heart was broken.

Clearly I was in shock as I wasn’t even crying, I don’t remember anything she said I just sat on my bed. Even just thinking about Bodhi made me want to cry but teras never came I just felt numb, like it was all a bad dream I would wake up from. Except every time I closed my eyes I saw Bodhi’s face on the road as the light left his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes.

I knew I should really go check in on Thea but I felt I was the last person anyone wanted to see. While it was a joke that I was the princess of the family Bodhi was the true gem. Loved by everyone, excelling at everything, Oliver even joked once that if Lachlan hadn’t asked Bodhi to be his gamma he would have stolen him. I just couldn’t believe he was gone.

The next few days passed in a blur of the same, someone sat outside my door begging me to come out, sometimes leaving food that I never touched. One morning Lachlan returned

“The memorial is tomorrow, you will come even if you have to be alpha ordered, we owe him that much. His voice broke as he finished.

I noted the choice of we, like anyone else was too blame, it was pretty obvious those wolves were after me, the number attacked if Lachlan’s car was proof if nothing else as had it not been for Bodhi slamming the door on me I would have been in it. Maybe if he hadn’t I could have helped him.

Ashamed of myself for blaming the dead I headed for the shower.

I stood in the shower for so long I become a wrinkled prune, and I knew I really needed to leave. After taking an eternity to get my legs working, I attempted to get dressed.

Linking mum to ask what I should wear I was hit with a magnitude of emotions; worry sadness and despair all flooded my mind and I fell to the floor, yelling out as I knocked over the bedside table and the lamp smashed to the floor.

My door smashed open and in bundled Ruben and Oliver.

They stopped before me and surveyed the scene.

“Are you ok ?” Ruben asked as he moved towards the window, which was closed. Confused as to why they had barged in I didn’t reply straight away.

Oliver stepped back towards the door and scowled. “Your i***t sister clearly just fell over we can stand down.”

Cheeks burning when I realised they thought I was in trouble, I jumped to my feet, but the edge of my towel caught under the table and was pulled from my grasp.

“Your the i***t … “ The words died in my mouth as I realised I was now naked. Mortified I grabbed at my towel.

“Jesus Iris, you gave me a heart attack. Lachlan’s sent us to make sure you were coming and I thought someone was here. When I heard you shrieking.” Ruben seemed not to have noticed my wardrobe malfunction and I couldn’t bring myself to look at Oliver.

“ Out” I managed to squeak and took a deep breath still looking at the floor.

Oliver threw me a bag. “You might want to put these on, might make you a bit more presentable” I could hear the smirk in his voice. A smirk I wanted I desperately wanted to wipe off his face, if I could bear to look him in the eyes.

“Out now - and then f****** get my door fixed” I shouted.

“Chill chill I’ll get it fixed” Waves Ruben as he walked out my now trashed door. “Just get ready, it’s starting soon.”

Finally raising my head I realised Oliver was still staring at me with a strange look in his face. He wore a matching suit to Ruben and he once again managed to look like he belonged in a magazine. It was impossible to not be affected by his good looks. Even if his personality was undeserving of them. He turned and left without another word.

Oliver

Lachlan was worried about Iris. As expected she had taken Bodhi’s death pretty badly. I wasn’t sure why everyone was so worried about her.

Thea seemed far worse, I’m sure they had to sedate her when we got home. I had walked him to a conversation between him and Sally about protecting Iris.

As Ruben wasn’t present he drew the short straw to deliver Iris’s outfit for the memorial and somehow roped me into help.

As we approached the door there was a yell and smashing sound and before I could blink Ruben had smashed through the door in panic.

As he rushed inside I followed and tried to suppress my laughter at the sight of Iris sprawled on the floor.

As she jumped to her feet I couldn’t help as my eyes roamed over her very naked body. Her long wet hair had stuck to her body, practically covering her breasts from my view. Her neat p***y was in view for all to see and I felt my c*** twitch as I roamed my eyes over her body. “Wow” I thought to myself. Visions of the body naked beneath me started ti cloud my mind. Then I had to give my head a shake as I remembered who I was staring at and I chucked the bag of clothes at her, hoping for a better look at her breasts.

Smirking to myself at her obvious embarrassment I was about to follow up with a sarky comment when I saw murder in her deep blues eyes and decided it was safer just to leave.