Chapter 35: Chapter 35

Chapter 33

Alpha Greyson's every glance at me was intense. I'm not sure what I'm feeling. I'm hoping I'm wrong. That I am not from the kingdom of Rema. I'd like to hear from Alpha Greyson himself that I'm mistaken. But what if it doesn't? What if my suspicions are true? Because back then Alpha Greyson was enraged from the moment, he saw my face.

"You should rest," he replied coldly after a few moments. My chest constricted. I'm at a loss for words. Why is he unable to respond to the question? I know he can answer that!

He turned and began to walk towards the door.

"It's just a simple question; you should just answer yes or no..." I replied softly as he came to a halt. I stared at his broad back.

"Whatever I say is no longer relevant. The most crucial thing right now is that you act as the queen of this country, because if you can't execute that easy task... Surely the counselors will depose you from your position as queen," he stated coldly as he exited the library.

I took a deep breath and did nothing. I know Alpha Greyson is right, but is it inappropriate to ask about my personality? Is it wrong to seek the truth? Why did I only notice this now? I know I was young at the time. But it's strange that my first memory of the past is when the rogues attack my parents. In my mind, not even my parents' faces are hazy.

And then there's that... I'm not sure who the man that appeared in my dream is. I must know the truth. I need to stop being blinded by the truth.

I relaxed for a few hours later that day. It was late at night when I awoke. There is also food prepared for my dinner on the table in the room. Perhaps Kylie and Rose did not wake me up for dinner and instead brought the food here.

That's why I got up and walked over to the table. The smell of the meal made me hungry right away. I sat down and began eating. I just felt hungry because of my long sleep. I was eating well when all of a sudden, the bathroom door opened and Alpha Greyson came out of it!

I choke right on the spot when I saw his naked upper body!

"You're awake," he said as I coughed heavily. Damn it! Because of my reaction, I noticed him frown.

"You startled me!" I whined to him, still in tears from coughing. He cocked his brow.

"Tss, we've been sleeping in the same room for a few days and you still think you were caught off guard?" he shook his head, and my eyes almost widened as he lifted the towel from his waist!

"What are you doing?!" I nearly yelled. I covered my eyes with my hands as I heard him chuckle. Wait... Alpha Greyson is... chuckling?! I'd like to see him, but what if he's nude now?

"What a kid," he said.

"We have a walk-in closet! Why did you decide to strip here?!" I yelled angrily. My dinner was even ruined because of him! Is he messing with me?

"It's my room, and I can get naked wherever I want," he stated. My mouth dropped open.

"Are you dressed now?!" I exclaimed angrily.

"Yes," he said. I took a deep breath and lifted my hand from my face, shocked to see Alpha Greyson wearing only boxers! I instantly brought my hand back to my eyes.

"You lied! I thought you were dressed now!" I accuse.

"What? I'm dressed now," he laughs!

"Dressed!? You're only in your boxers!" I screamed angrily.

"What's wrong with the boxer? And stop being so shocked. We're married. It's normal," he pointed out. Because of irritation, I took my hand away from my face. He's still in boxers, but this time he's wearing a white shirt. That appears to be his sleeping clothes for tonight. I just finished my dinner while Alpha Greyson quietly read a book.

When I was finished, I stood up, carrying the tray of food I had consumed.

When Alpha Greyson asked, "What are you doing?" I was taken aback. I turned to face him. He's sitting peacefully on our bed, holding a book. Nerd.

"I'll just take this tray over to the kitchen—"

"Let the guard do it," he insisted. I scowled.

"Why else? I can do it," I reasoned. He cocked his brow at me.

"Are you forgetting something?" he questioned. My brows meet because I never forget anything. What exactly is he saying?

"What?" I inquired, puzzled.

"You're the Queen, and do you think it's appropriate for a Queen to take her own tray to the kitchen?"

I was caught off guard because he was right. I fixed my gaze on the tray I was carrying. I'm still getting acclimated to this life. I followed Alpha Greyson quietly and handed the tray I was carrying to the guard stationed outside our room.

"Thank you," I murmured after the guard followed my command. The guard swiftly leaves. When I returned inside, I saw Alpha Greyson reading again. I still don't understand Alpha Greyson, but I want to do everything I can to help him.

I took a seat on my side of the bed. I'm back in my sleeping gown, and I can't help but feel apprehensive. I know we've shared the bed a few times, and he never does anything against my will. To be honest, our last kiss was short-lived. The thought made my cheeks flush. Damn! Why am I even thinking about it?!

Because of that, I quickly laid down with my back to Alpha Greyson. I noticed him turn to face me. I simply closed my eyes. Even though I fell asleep again earlier, I'm confident that, like the nights we slept here together, I'll be able to sleep soundly tonight.

That's why, no matter how hard I try to close my eyes, I never fall asleep! Why is it that despite how many times I've remembered the kiss, I choose to remember it now? It's annoying!

Later, I noticed him moving behind me. I saw him place the book on the side table and switch off the lamp. I could hear every breath we took. I can't sleep any longer!

I really need to sleep right now! That's why I moved to find a spot where I'm at ease. I turned to meet Alpha Greyson, and my heart nearly leaped out of my chest when our gazes met.

I blinked again and averted my gaze. My heart is pounding in my chest. I swallowed hard and was ready to change positions when he said something.

"What do you remember from your past?" he surprised me with that. What is he asking? Does he know that... I really don't remember anything from my childhood memories?

"How... do you know that I can't remember some of my past?" I asked, surprised.

"I had you investigated because I won't marry someone I don't know where she came from," he stated. Then... perhaps he already knows where I'm from?

"And... what did you find out?" I inquired.

"I found the investigator you mentioned, and I also found out that you were diagnosed with dissociative amnesia," he continued. I forced a hard swallow. Is it possible that I have dissociative amnesia? If so... That's why I can't recall anything from my childhood memories.

"What does it all mean?" I inquired.

"You forgot about your past because of a traumatic event," he said.

"Was it because of the rogues who attacked and killed my parents?" I painfully asked.

"You said you remembered some of it, and I'm sure it wasn't the trauma that caused you to forget," he replied. I remained mute as he spoke. So... Before all of that, there was a lot more in my life that I can't recall. I can't help but wonder if the truth about my personality is hidden amid my buried memories.

When I felt Alpha Greyson's gaze on me, I stared back.

"Then... do you believe now that I'm not a Rema kingdom spy?" I inquired, recalling his previous charge of me, why he was upset with me.

He didn't say anything. I inhaled deeply. I felt relieved since I had proven something to Alpha Greyson. That I am not a liar.

I then remembered what Beta Miguel had told me before. That Alpha Greyson was trying to flee the darkness. And that I was one of the keys to getting out of that darkness. I don't understand it, but I can't help but draw certain conclusions.

I've had traumatic experiences, but I can't remember them. How about Alpha Greyson? Is he traumatized? Does he remember them?

"Do you have any... trauma, Alpha Greyson?" I inquired. I returned my gaze to him. Despite the dark lighting in our room, his blue eyes are still visible.

"I won't answer," he stubbornly said. I grinned because I knew he wasn't going to answer. He is a king who does not respond to frivolous queries.

"I wonder... what does it feel like to remember such traumas?" I mused. He moved, turned his back on me, and laid down properly, allowing me to freely examine his back.

"Sleep now. I don't have time for frivolous discussions," he remarked, and I took a big breath and glanced at the ceiling.

I'm terrified. What if the memories I've forgotten in the past are more than I anticipated? What if I intended to forget everything because it was too painful? Tears welled up in my eyes. They rolled down the side of my eyelids.

"I... wonder how painful my trauma was that it made me forget..." I mumbled. I looked at Alpha Greyson, but he was sound asleep. Maybe... I should also get some rest now.