Chapter 82: Chapter 82

ALPHA GREYSON (Part 8)

I convinced myself that I felt all of this for Amara because she was what the Moon Goddess desired for me. Because if I don't, I might fall into a trap. I don't know her. I knew nothing about her and couldn't believe the Moon Goddess had chosen her to be my mate. What if Miguel really is right and she is Rema's spy? That's why, even though my emotions keep hammering inside me, I'm doing everything I can to put up a barrier between us. It was like a protective mechanism. I don't want her to cause me any more misery than I already have.

That's why when she told me that she loved me before our wedding day, I couldn't deny that I almost believed her. What if this is really her plan to make me fall for her and then hurt me? That bothers me. I don't want that. That's why I kept my distance from her. But before the ceremony of our wedding, Miguel reported something to me.

"There's a chance she's Princess Harper, your Majesty," he said. I clenched my teeth. Really? Is this all I'll know after days of investigating her?

"Anything else?" I inquired, impatiently. Miguel gave me a respectful glance. "Perhaps the reason we couldn't trace her back then was because she moved from place to place as she escaped the rogues' attack; I also found out before she wandered down the road that she was from the investigators' office; but suddenly Lady Amara ran away, and she has not been seen since," he added. In that case, there's a good chance Amara and Princess Harper are the same person. Then... why can't she remember me?

"I also found out something in the investigator's office," Miguel explained as he handed me an envelope. With a frown, I accepted it and opened it. I perused the documents till I came to Amara's name.

"She has amnesia?" I said out loud. I turned to face Miguel. He gave me a nod.

"Yes, before she ran away, doctors examined her and discovered she has dissociative amnesia, which is why she can't remember you... or even her true name," Miguel added. Something inside my heart stung for no apparent reason. That means... she couldn't remember anything. Even our past interactions or the kidnapping she experienced when she was five.

"What about her being a spy? Is that possible?" I speculated.

"I'm not sure about that yet. I'm still investigating. Alpha Troy may have already found her and used her amnesia to infiltrate our kingdom and use her as a spy," Miguel theorized.

That's why, on our wedding day, I couldn't get it out of my head. My head is jumbled, and I'm not sure how to interact with her any longer. But, because my defensive posture brings out the best in me, I remained frigid to her, never allowing her to tear down the barriers I put up between us.

But I also can't ignore the bond that holds us together. Every time I look at her, I feel compelled to approach her, touch her, or, worst of all, kiss her. I tell myself that it's natural because she’s, my mate. But who am I kidding? If I don't like her, I won't feel the need to kill the investigators who have almost violated her. She told me her story of the time when she fled away. I was already aware of it, but when she revealed the true reason for her fleeing, my wrath erupted.

"Whoever that person is, she's probably one of the people you care about, Alpha Greyson," she added after I informed her about the girl. "But if that person really looks like me... I hope you don't mistake me for her; I know that's why I'm still alive but... I'm not that person, Your Majesty." she continued. I clenched my teeth. I'm aware she had amnesia, yet that frustrates me. She is that person I always talked about with her. I can't believe how bad amnesia is. It didn't bother me before, but now that I think about it, I can see how much of a barrier it is for both of us.

And, as I already stated, there is something about her that draws my entire existence. Without being aware of it... The barriers I had erected between us were gradually dissolving. I don't want her looking for another man. I only want her for me. I really want her for myself, and the thought of her with another man is driving me insane.

"Dylan's group is making a move again," Miguel told me as we sat in my office. I fixed my gaze on him. I've been noticing Miguel's frequent excursions from the castle during the last few days. But I know him. He's most likely carrying out my instructions. The truth is that I was already aware of Dylan's group making a move. Aside from Miguel, I have another search team in charge of informing me of Dylan's whereabouts.

"Do you know what made Dylan move?" I inquired, hoping he could provide an answer. His expression remained calm. There was no anxiousness to be detected. He is standing in front of me exactly as his elders instructed him to.

"He probably heard about you being mated," he confidently said. I locked my gaze on him for a long time. I already expected him to answer that. But I'm not sure why... Something about Miguel is bothering me.

"You're right, and I'm sure his actions will become more aggressive when he sees Amara, and I'm sure he'll believe Amara is Princess Harper," I added. Miguel gave a nod.

"What's your plan, your Majesty?" he asked. And I don't know why but I feel like it was a trap. But what kind of trap? What are you keeping from me, Miguel?

"We're going to the Eastern Snow Pack," I announced. For a brief moment, I noticed his confusion.

"Do you wish to visit the Omega's quarter, your Majesty?" he inquired. Of course, Eastern Snow Pack was the Omega's quarter, where wolves born to be Omegas dwelt.

"I'm planning to hold the hunting ceremony in the Eastern Snow Pack," I replied. Miguel remained silent. I know he is wondering why I want to perform the hunting ceremony in the Eastern Snow Pack. It's simple though. This is my way to know... my traitors.

I'm not stupid and I'm not blind either. I know someone is betraying the Kingdom. I covertly investigated everything after learning of Prince Henry's death while protecting my father. And I discovered that Prince Henry discreetly visited our palace to speak with my father. The only persons who knew about the scene were the royal officials. So, how does Dylan know of Prince Henry's presence in the North Snow Kingdom?

It's simple. It was because someone from the officials told Dylan about it.

That's why I was worried when Amara suddenly vanished during our excursion to the Eastern Snow Pack. When I located her near the Eastern Snow Pack pond, I became even more concerned when I heard her repeat the name, Dylan.

I was so angry and worried at the same time that I couldn't stop myself from her. That night... I marked her mine. Because I know... I can't stop myself any longer. I know how crazy I am for her, no matter how much I deceive myself. I know I can't get away from her no matter what I try since I've entirely fallen into the quicksand. I've had feelings for her since I met her as Princess Harper, and now that she's my Queen Luna Amara, I couldn't help but claim her.

But even so... I couldn't help but be confused. I'm not sure if it's true. I haven't believed in love in a long time because of all the difficulties in this world. I've always assumed that wolves like us... have that feeling because of the mate bond destined for us. I'm not even sure if it's love.

Although, I am confused... I still desire her. It might be selfish but... I want her. She's mine. And I'm not going to let her go, no matter what.

That's why on our second night making love... I expressed my true feelings to her. I begged her not to leave me and stayed by my side. I didn't even consider her feelings.  But I was so drawn to her that I just wanted her for myself.

With that, I gradually revealed everything to her. I knew she didn't remember anything, but I still told her everything that had happened in the past, about Prince Henry, even though she has no idea that he is her father. I also informed her of my father... as well as Dylan.

When the hunting ceremony started, I couldn't stop worrying. I knew if I wasn't careful, it wouldn't end well. Especially because I can sense Dylan's presence. I know he's lurking there, ready to strike. I... left Amara to Miguel which I regret I did.

What would have happened to Amara if I hadn't acted quickly? I couldn't help but blame myself when I saw her wounded and feeble. I was devastated and worried about her. I would have killed Dylan in my wrath if four rogues hadn't intervened.

When I saw Miguel approaching me, I tightened my teeth. The doctors are operating on Amara inside our room. As soon as Miguel approached me, I threw a punch in his face. I can feel the palace guards coming to a halt because of what I've done. Maybe because Miguel and I have been together for a few years, they just now saw that I raised my hand to Miguel. Miguel falls to the floor. His lips immediately bled.

"What do you think you did, Miguel?" I asked him bluntly. As he swiftly rose up and lowered his head, my jaw constricted.

"Please forgive me, your Majesty. I couldn't say no to Luna Amara's request to accompany you that night. But I'm aware that it's my fault. I shouldn't have left her there," he muttered quietly, and my chest tightened as I gave him a harsh look.

"If this happens to her again, I'll kill you. You know what I'm capable of, Miguel," I stated forcefully before moving away from him.

But, from that day on, our friendship was entirely broken, and I was watching his every step at the same time, but before I could, finish everything... I didn't expect a tragedy.