As it was getting late, Iris woke up from her slumber with Thomas. She glanced at Thomas, who was still asleep and touched his neck, still cold as ice.
Iris took a deep breath, bent down, and kissed the man's forehead lightly. He hoped Thomas would wake up soon and everything would be fine.
"Iris, are you awake?" Morgan's voice came softly from outside the door, followed by a soft knock.
"Hm," Iris said quietly. She stood up and tied her hair. "What's the matter, Morgan?"
"Can we talk?"
Iris stared at the door that was still closed for a moment and took a deep breath. Maybe this was the right time to talk to Morgan.
"Yes, wait a moment."
The door squeaked, Iris appeared before Morgan and stared at the man, waiting for what the werewolf had to say.
