Iris West’s POV.
After I returned the sheets to the laundry I went straight to my room. Coming out of it wasn’t a great idea to begin with so there wasn’t any point in staying out. Everywhere was more peaceful now that Alpha Kristen had settled in his room.
I can’t believe that even for a second I thought that heartless man cared for me. I expected too much from him. He said it himself, I was just a servant and that was exactly how he saw me.
I was tired of this roller coaster of emotions. Why was I giving him the right to hurt me so much? He was not worth it. What even made me feel this way about him when he was an ass to me?
I fell back on my bed with a sigh. So much has happened to me in these last few months. It's funny to think everything started with him. I've never bothered myse
