[YVETTE POV]
My world was suddenly doused in blood red.
My pupils narrowed in on Caius, watching as he easily transformed back into his human self. He stood there, naked as the day he was born, in front of Iris, while she handed him his clothes to change into. And that little bitch didn't enter the house― she simply waited for him to put on his clothes, enjoying the free show that my fiancé was willing to put on for her.
My hands clenched into fists, and I almost wanted to let Leila out so I could crush Iris under my claws.
How could she be allowed to ride on Caius's back? How dare she watch him transform back into his nude human form? How dare she hand him his clothes, as though she were his helper, and not his most detested enemy?
And why was Caius accepting such treatment from her?
I gnashed my teeth and crept closer, trying to get a better look and to eavesdrop on their conversation. I had to figure out what was going on.
