Iris: Child of prophecy

Chapter eight

"Perfect," I stared at it, okay there was the regular red button which I assumed was on. I turned it on. I was very bad with technology, didn't exactly have the privilege of one when I literally lived in the woods.

"Okay," I stepped in and I press the button for hot water, gosh it was so good I hadn't bathed in hot water for so long. And the annoying bathroom in the other room had only cold water.

I was so relaxed, so I picked up the remote and perused through. I saw a button for the jet. "Hmm, what is this?" I turned it on.

"Ooh, that's nice," I groaned. I looked at the shelf for bath gel and some shampoo. My poor hair has been on a shampoo sabbatical.

As I stood up to pick up the bath gel, I slipped and chipped my chin on the side of the tub, my body slamming into that tiny pool of water, sticking out my hand through the chaos I tried to grab onto the edge for support, My plam accidentally landed on the remote the water started spurting from everywhere at me with such force

I screamed and as I tried to fight water ( sorely losing, by the way) the remote fell in.

"No no no!"

"Uh... Iris, is everything alright do you need help?"

"Ah!" I screamed out of frustration. I had soap in my mouth and shampoo on my body, and the water was just making everything difficult and slippery.

"Uh, hotshot?" Hotshot? "I asked to join you in the bathroom. I'm not sure I like bathing in the bedroom".

Huh?

"What I mean to say is I'm coming in."

"No, no, no! I'm naked."

"So what?"

"So I don't want you to see me naked."

Before I could argue further the door flung open and I pushed myself into the water to hide my naked body, I've never gotten comfortable with nudity, as a wolf you'd think that I would be used to it already and the thought of him seeing me like that did something to my head, my cheeks tinged red and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Where is the remote?!" he yelled through the splashing water and soap

"Um, well about that..."

"Don't tell me it fell in." He sounded a bit annoyed, almost angry. I gulped.

He leaned into the water and picked me up. I cuddled close to myself, pulling my knees to my chest and my hands across my generous bust. Trying to cover as much as I could.

His hands rested on my naked back and bare thighs. I felt that familiar shock when our skin touched, extending through my body and my heart thumped against my chest.

He took me out of the bathroom and laid me on the bed. I was soaking the bed with my waist-length black hair. Then he stopped for a moment and his gaze scanned my body. Unconsciously, I pushed my knees up to my chin as his eyes came to rest on the spot around my neck. My breathing hitched and my heart thumped even faster. Was that possible? It was almost painful. I looked up at his face and I noticed his eyes had changed color and his canines were already coming out.

"You're not going to mark me now, are you?"

He cleared his throat, snapping out of it, and he turned to go back and I thought he was going to the bathroom as the water was already flooding the room. He went into the closet and brought out a shirt and a pair of shorts.

"Put it on."

I grabbed the shirt and dragged it over my wet body as he dragged me out of the room.

"Wait, don't I at least get a towel?" I tried to keep up with his long strides. My waist-length hair was soaking the shirt behind me. And forget the shorts. He didn't give me any time to do anything.

I saw some men pass by us, running to the room. He must have told them to go fix it up.

When we stopped walking, I took in my surrounding; it looked like a casino at first with the whole bar and all. But it was smaller and warmer. I saw a large dining table in the corner.

"Madame Louis" Malik yelled, I sneezed, and he glared at me.

"Madam Lou-"

"I can hear you, child," a friendly voice called out from behind the counter of the bar.

"Don't call me that." His grip tightened as he clenched his teeth.

"Ow, Alpha Malik, you're hurting me," I tried to yank it away, but instead he pulled me closer to his side.

"Oh, go twist your underwear somewhere else," the woman said.

"My room is flooded, thanks to this fool by my side." My mouth hung open.

Did he just call me a fool? Nobody calls me a fool.

"Excuse you, jackass, mistakes happen. I'm sorry about your room. You see, I guess I'm too much trouble for you, so why don't you just let me go?" I gestured with both my arms. "Huh?" I yelled at him. It was then I really realized what I had gotten myself into.

Malik was a frigging six-foot-one? Two? Giant and I was a five foot six. I was so small in comparison to him. He looked down at me with such dominance. It was hard to even be angry at him when my whole body screamed, run!

"What did you say, miss?" He looked down and bent so he could look me straight in the eyes.

"Look here, Missy, I will not take any sass or disrespect. You made a mistake, big mess and you will apologize, not yell or shout because guess what?" his hands move up to my shoulders and he squeezed so damn hard. I flinched. "I will end you."

I rolled my eyes. "Roll your eyes one more time and I'll remove them, besides I think a blind Luna is better than a sassy one"

"Ooh, I'm so scared." I wave my palms around. His eyes got lighter, from the deep ocean blue to sky blue. His wolf was taking control. And as he raised his hand to hit me. I braced for the impact.

Then I sneezed, not once, not twice, but several times.

Looking up at him, I tried to glare, look fierce, but I was sniffling.

"Oh you poor thing, you must have caught a cold," the old lady walked over to me. "But how wouldn't you? I'm sure this big dummy didn't let you dry off." She held my shoulder and led me to the kitchen.

But not before she smacked him behind his head. Yes, she was also taller than I was.

"Look at what you put this poor girl through," she spat at him. And as we walked away, I turned around and stuck out my tongue at him.

He growled, and I snickered.

He he he, you just got served.