Chapter 81: Chapter 81

ALPHA GREYSON (Part 7)

"Her name is Amara Brooks, and she is an orphan from the Western Regions. She is not a member of any packs, and... There's not much information about her," Miguel informed me. I stared at that girl's documents, in her photo, and the more I stared at her picture, the more I noticed resembles between her and the Princess of Rema Kingdom.

"I want you to investigate further," I said, and Miguel quickly nodded and left my office. If she is the Princess of Rema Kingdom, why couldn't she mention anything about me? Her eyes are screaming with indifference, which means she doesn't remember me or anything. Or maybe I was wrong? Maybe I was just thinking too much?

But, if she is the Princess, why couldn't I find her while she was just in the Western Regions?

I took a deep breath and everything was decided. I couldn't wait any longer for Miguel's investigation to be completed. I want to get to know her right away. So, I appointed her as my personal servant. If she is not near me, I will not learn more about her. I need to keep her close.

"Tell me... where are you from?" I questioned her as she served me my lunch.

"I'm from North Snow Kingdom's western region—"

“Bullshits!" I spat fiercely. I don't believe it! Why can't she just say she's the Princess of Rema Kingdom? Why is it so difficult for her to tell me the truth? Or is it because she's trying to keep something from me? Maybe I was mistaken about her being the Princess. Maybe she's a spy for the Rema Kingdom.

"You're lying," I said. Her pupils constricted. I clenched my teeth.

"No, I'm not—"

"Who are your parents?" I interrupted her anxiously. I examined her in the eyes, trying to figure out if she was lying or hiding something from me.

"They died when I was ten," she explained gradually. They died when she was ten years old? I tallied the years since the couple died because of the rogues' attack. When the timetable was exactly as I predicted, I gritted my teeth!

"Then why are you in my palace?" I questioned. I sensed her reluctance to respond. My brow wrinkled and my eyes narrowed.

"I was sent here by the person who had sheltered me; she died in my arms, and she sent me here because I have no family," she explained, sadness visible in her eyes. Should I trust her?

"You can disobey her and just look for your mate outside this palace," I told her. She glanced at me with her eyes elevated. I'm not sure why, but something about her gaze captivates my soul. I clenched my teeth.

"I'm only...seventeen," she admitted. I scowled. I examined her physique. She doesn't appear to be seventeen. She's tall and appears to be a mature woman. But... she’s only seventeen? The Princess would be seventeen as well... and will only be eighteen months old in a few months.

I don't know what to believe. We should have found her a long time ago if she resides in the Western Regions. But that didn't happen. And she looks... like she doesn't know anything. I'm sure the Princess will remember everything because she was already five at the time. She'd probably recognize me. But Amara Brooks only knows me as the North Snow Kingdom's Alpha King.

Miguel returned to me and told me that he was having difficulty investigating Amara.

"She's suspicious; she has no information; do you think she could be Rema's spy?" Miguel concluded. I remained silent. Miguel could be right. It is impossible that there is someone living in the North Snow Kingdom who is difficult to obtain information from. But if she's a spy, everything makes sense! She's only pretending to be innocent because she doesn't want to be discovered!

It aggravates me even more. Does Troy believe it will work for me? Maybe he thinks I'm an idiot for falling for the spy he sent me because she resembles his cousin? Is she acting on purpose? I was annoyed even more, which is why I couldn't stop enslaving Amara. If she is Troy's spy, I will not back down.

But every time we interacted; I couldn't help but notice her every move. Even if she is dressed in a housekeeper's uniform, it seems it does not suit her. Elegant outfits seem to suit her better. Her remarks, which are full of logic, are also interesting. Her moves remind me of people of royal blood. She moves with grace and speaks with elegance. She can even read and write! That is why I can't help but wonder about her true personality.

And when I saw the palace guards holding her, I couldn't help but darken my vision. I feel like I could slaughter a million people for whoever harms her. I can't keep myself together with her. It irritates me as much when I smell her mateless scent. Because of that, more men will flock to her in the hopes of becoming her mate. And I'm not sure why I'm still having trouble with that!

She was taken aback when I killed the palace guards who had groped her. And her remarks irritate me even more as if I always do something wrong in her perception. I've never felt anything like this before. I know I became anxious to find Dylan and murder those rogues, but I never felt guilty about it. But now that she's brought up mercy, I can't help but feel bad!

I don't like how she's making me feel, which is why I can't help but become angry whenever I see her. That is why I am making her suffer.

"Is there any information about her?" I inquired of Miguel as I observed Amara cleaning the entire function hall. The councilors organized a party for me in order for me to find my mate. But my mind isn't with the party. My thoughts are on this woman, who is cleaning the entire function hall by herself. She looks drained, yet she is working hard to move and finish everything. As I watched her becoming exhausted, something squeezed my heart, so, I diverted my gaze from her.

"Still nothing..." Miguel said. I clenched my teeth. Why? Why can't Miguel find out more about her?

When I spotted her leaving the party, I couldn't help but follow her. It's strange because I'm not looking for a mate and yet I'm following a woman I hardly know!

"When you said... we have a different face... can you tell me who that is?" she inquired. I gave her a cold stare. She would not ask this if she were the princess of the Rema Kingdom. I can't even find a speck of deception in her eyes. Is this to say she isn't the Princess I was searching for?

"I'm sorry...you didn't have to answer that," she hurriedly murmured as she turned away.

"It was a girl from Rema kingdom," I said despite the fact that it wasn't necessary. If that Princess grew up, she would be similar to Amara. They look the same but I should quit worrying about it. They are not the same person. I switched my gaze to the pond in front of us, and our gazes locked on our reflection in the water. From the pond, I could also see the half-moon.

But I couldn't put my finger on the weird sensation that surged through my body as our eyes locked. I couldn't understand, but my eyes became hot as my inner wolf became agitated. I clenched my fist and focused my gaze on her, eventually taking our gaze away from the pond.

My vision returned to normal. My jaw clenched as I sped up to get closer to her. I noticed her scent, which made my wolf ecstatic and thrilled. As I pressed my cheek to her jaw, she softened. My thoughts were all over the place. I couldn't think clearly. I could only feel my heart racing and the passion I was feeling when I touched her skin.

When my wolf raged inside me, I was perplexed. Amara was staring at me with the same intensity. Her gaze was drawn to me. I swallowed hard when my wolf finally whispered to me.

"Mate..." I stammered.

She shoved me away. I can't believe it. She's... my mate?

"M-Maybe it's just a misunderstanding," she puzzledly murmured.

"A misunderstanding?" I mused. It was impossible for me to believe.

"Yeah...I guess I should...leave and—"

"Let's see if this is just a misunderstanding," I responded swiftly, grabbing her neck and wrapping my arm around her waist, drawing her close to me. My wolf was charmed by her warmth. I can't believe this is happening to me.

"W-What are you doing, your Majesty?" she exclaimed eagerly, but I didn't react and instead kissed her deeply. I pressed her against my body even more. I never thought I would feel this way. I've kissed girls before, but I've never felt this much passion. I'd touched other girls before, but I'd never had such a strong urge and pleasure to touch her again. I kissed her more passionately, grazing all the corners of her lips. This is the first time I've wanted to mark her. I feel thirsty, but now that I'm kissing her, I can finally satisfy myself.

"We're mates," I said after kissing her. I clenched my teeth. Why is this happening to me? What if she is, in fact, a spy? Damn it!

The news that I had finally found my mate spread like wildfire. Of course, everyone could smell the woman's scent on me. I'm not sure what to think, but what enraged me was finding out that she had sneaked out of the palace! Does this imply she despises being my mate? How aggravating.

I have even more reason to be angry with her. I have no choice but to marry her because she is my mate. Also, I need her to fulfill the throne of being my Queen. Because these incompetent officials are constantly threatening me with my throne.

Now that I've found my mate, I can confidently assert my dominance. When I saw the fright in Amara's eyes as she saw the people observing the two of us, my jaw tightened.

"Long live the Alpha King! Long live the Luna!" everyone screamed and clapped for us. I felt her freeze when she looked at me, and I frowned. I couldn't help but wonder... who are you truly... Amara Brooks?