IRIS'S POV
WHO IS TO BE BLAMED?
She's dead! My mother is dead. I watched them as they carried her corpse to a morgue.
“I'm sorry.” Helen wept, her hands gently holding my shoulders compassionately. I had stopped crying, I didn't know why but sadness was now replaced with so much anger.
Did she really die from an accident? I asked myself. I couldn't think of anything but to find out the reason for her death. My father didn't really give me the explanation I was looking for.
I turned away from the corpse, facing my father who was discussing something with the pack officials.
I walked towards him, my anger rising. “Why weren't you with mum when the accident happened?” I questioned him, he turned to me, his face etched with confusion.
“It was her personal outing with her guard, Iris. Wh
