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Born of Ashes from the sun,

 Learns to live and die all ways from above.

She is the only one.

She’s given a Mate, so will she accept him and grow new species with the werewolf one

What’s to come of you little Phoenix?

A poem made by Crybaby27

Twenty-Four

Robbie’s POV

“Well that’s a bit dramatic now, isn’t it Robbie?” she smiled; her chocolate brown eyes glowed with amusement. I knew those eyes; they would swirl with caramel in the hot sun.

“You not really the person I wanted to see,” I commented looking anywhere but the person in front of me.

“Well I could think of at least two people you wouldn’t want to see,” she grinned. “I think I am better than them,” she commented shifting her bag on her shoulder.  “So Robbie how have you been?” she looked me in the eye, my breath hitched. No, the eyes were just too much.

“I’ve been good.”

“Yeah? Well I am glad to hear it,” she nodded. “Do you wanna get some coffee?”

“Err,” I looked for an escape route.

“Don’t worry I won’t keep you for long,” she smiled again.

“Okay,” I sighed following her back into the cafe.

 We sat were the couple had sat, the pink rose still wilting in the vase and the smell of Canal wafting up. I winced as I gazed over the table, written in the dry dust was “I love you Jen!”

“Aww that’s cute,” her voice was light, I covered the words with my big hands. “Oh come on Robbie, you’re not still bitter?” she raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “It’s been over a year” she commented.

I shrugged.

“Robbie,” she sighed running her hands through her chest nut brown hair. “You’re gonna have to get over her some time.”

I glared. “Well Valentina, your sister left me standing at the fucking alter while she ran off with my best man, my best friend,” I growled low in my throat. Valentina was two years younger than Aletta and looked like twins but with Valentina having bigger lips and a kinder heart.

“I am sorry for what she did to you,” she sighed looking down. “I did tell you,” I remembered.

“Robbie,” a light voice pulled me to one side. I grinned over at my beautiful bride to be as she giggled with the rest of her family showing they the ring. We had just told them.

“What’s up Val?” I smiled down at her younger sister who was the spitting image of my wife-to-be.

“Are you sure about this?” I frowned. “It’s just you’re a nice guy and Aletta... well she...”

“Listen Val,” I put my hands on her slim shoulders. “Aletta told me about your little crush,” she blushed scarlet and I grinned. “It’s cute but I’m in love with your sister and we gonna get married.”

She narrowed her cinnamon eyes. “She’s only broke your heart,” and with that Val stormed off.

I shook my head. “I do recall.”

“Well I was right,” she pointed out. “But I didn’t want that to happen to you.”

“Well it did.”

“I know,” she nodded. “Anyway, what have you been up to in this past year?” she leaned forward her pupils dilated - she still had a crush on me.

 I rolled my eyes “Nothing much,” I shrugged.

“Oh,” she grinned, “So... no one new, then?” I could see the hope in her eyes.

“Yeah,” I watched the hope deplete. “There is this one girl,” I smiled thinking of Iris. “Her names Iris and she’s amazing.”

She smiled sadly. “Yeah? What’s she like?”

“She nothing like anyway one I have ever meant. She nothing like Aletta, to start with, and she just different,” I smiled.

“You love her?” Val asked.

“Close,” I smiled.

“Well I am glad you’re happy Robbie.”

“Thanks Val,” I smiled. “What about you?”

“What about me?” she grinned.

“Anyone new?”

“Nope, been waiting for someone old” she sighed. I caught the hidden meaning and felt bad, maybe if I had meant her first... no Aletta would have always come first when it came to Valentina and Aletta.

“I’m sorry,” I muttered.

“What? No it’s fine Robbie,” she giggled. “I had a crush on you but it was never gonna be anything more than that,” she smiled. “I always wanted thing my sister had,” she shrugged. “Talking about my sister, do you want to know anything about her? I know that you must be curious.”

I was. “No, I don’t want to know anything.” I shrugged with a small smile. “I just wanna know how Joey is?”

“Well I haven’t seen him for six months not after the breakup...”

“Stop, I don’t want to know anymore.” But I couldn’t help the grin that slipped onto my face at the words breakup.  

“Is that what you wanted to know? That they had broken up?” I didn’t say anything. I didn’t care one way or the other but it was nice to know that Joey hadn’t gotten my happily-ever-after with Aletta. I knew one day someone might but I had Iris.

“So what brings you back to sunny Venice?” she asked in her thick accent.

“I need to pack the rest of the stuff up and sell the flat.”

“Oh I loved that flat,” she grinned.

“Well I don’t want it, too many memories.”

“I totally understand.” She nodded.  “But I wondering...”

“What Val?” I narrowed my eyes.

“When are you going back home?” she asked.

“Tomorrow, I think.” I frowned. “Why?”

“It’s just I –“

“What Val?”

“Well I want a new start,” she sighed. “And I thought maybe you could help me,” she shrugged.

“Why me?”

“Well because you know, you have wealthy contacts being the Crown Prince of the Werewolves.”

“How do you know that?” I barked.

“Aletta,”

“You’re not meant to know that,” I growled.

“Well don’t worry, She only told me.”

“Good,” I shuffled in my seat.

“So will you help, for a old friend?”

Cain’s POV

I was so close. I could feel her near as I drove further up the dirt track. Sunlight erupted with the tress above, why would someone linked to fire live in an woodland? Soon a white house came into view with cars neatly parked in the gravelled drive way.

I sighed, this was a pretty safe haven. I coughed a flash of ash grey to my right. I frowned, what was that? I shook my head. I needed to find Cinder!

Iris’s POV

I’ll be home tomorrow! So start packing! – R xxx

The text had come through this morning and I couldn’t stop the smile that drifted onto my face every time I looked at it.

“It’s only a text,” Harper rolled her eyes at me.

“I know.” I folded my clothes into a bag.

“Listen Iris,” Harper sighed. “I know I acted like a bitch but I’m not. I’m just trying to better myself, you have it easy not being a werewolf, I have to find a mate and I thought Prince Robert could have been but you took him,” I narrowed my eyes. “I’m not saying anything but its just you have it too easy and I have to work so hard to have a good life,” she tried to explain.

“And you think my life is easy?”

“Well yeah, you’re not a werewolf so you don’t have to have mate but you still take the mate that I wanted. My parents love you, even though you not their real child! I am always in your shadow!”

“Well it’s not that easy! I never asked for the Prince to want me but he does and...” a knock came at the door cutting me off.

“Iris, darling,” Poppy softly asked. “We have a problem downstairs,” she sounded worried as I opened the door.

I frown. “Okay, what does have to do with me?”

“Err... just come and look. “ I followed her down to hear shouts.

“I need to see her!” a voice rang clear through the opened front door. I knew that I had never heard that voice but the voice sounded oddly familiar.

I frowned as I stepped through the door. I was shocked to see what was unfolding right in front of me, two Sentines (Patrollers) holding a struggling golden haired man. My father and our Beta, Max watching the scene with my brother Ollie shaking with rage on the edge of shifting.

“What is going on here?” I quietly asked my father as I watched the struggling man try to shake off the Sentines (Patrollers).  At the sound of my voice the man’s head snapped up and I couldn’t stop the gasp that fall out of my mouth.

His eyes were jet black and around his pupil was a glowing ring of ocean blue fire.

“Cinder,” the man whispered softly.

“Let him go,” I ordered the Sentines but they didn’t they looked to my father, the Alpha. I caught sight of move movement as two more wolves entered the clearing. Theses wolves were twice the size of the normal wolf, they were the size of horses meaning one thing they were the pack Warriors.  “Father,” I turned away from the man.

“What Iris?” he finally looked at me.

“You know,” I said looking at the man again. “He’s one of me,” my father nodded.

“I know but he could still be a threat.”

“He spoke my true name, he isn’t” I reassured. “Please let him go.”

“Fine,” he sighed in defeat. “Let him go,” he ordered his pack members as I rushed forward helping the man up.

“What is your name?” I whispered to him.

“Cain,”

“Well Cain I am known as Iris,” I smiled.

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