#CHAPTER 13: The Other Woman

Iris & Arthur Iris I should feel angry when I see those pictures. I should feel violated and self-righteous at the obvious invasion of my privacy. But I don’t. Not really. Instead, I just feel… sad. Despite everything, I am Arthur’s fated mate. Even now, five years later, the unshakable bond that grips our most primal urges is as strong as it ever was—the kiss last night and my body’s reaction to Arthur’s proximity tonight have only proven that. And yet, no matter what happens, I’m just his mistress. The other woman. Arthur knew that, of course, five years ago. He made it abundantly clear when he decided to get publicly engaged to a werewolf woman while having his human mistress hidden away at home, conveniently kept from the public eye. Because it wouldn’t look good for the Alpha President of Ordan to have a human mate and wife, would it? No, it wouldn’t. Ordan is still years behind Bo’Arrocan, and although humans have finally been given all of the sam