Chapter 13

SELIORA POV

As much as it gave me so much joy to taunt Kaelion like that, I knew this could fuck up my plans.

I was supposed to get him to trust and maybe even get closer to him but after what I had just done, it was going to be harder.

“Miss Seliora, please open up,” I heard a voice say.

I took a deep breath then walked up to the door and opened it.

“Hello ma’am,” A maid who looked quite older than most of the maids I had seen said, slowly stepping into the room looking terrified.

She had some clothes wrapped around her arms with a small bag in which she handed me the minute I shut the door behind her.

“Kaelion must have scolded her so much,” I thought to myself, feeling guilty while peeping into the bag.

It was my fault he got so angry.

“You should wear those instead,” She muttered, walking towards the wardrobe.

I watched as she packed all the clothes inside it and turned back to look at me after she was done.

“The shirt ma’am,” She said, softly.

“Oh,” I muttered, rushing towards the bed.

I placed the clothes she had earlier handed to me and the bag on the bed before beginning to unbutton the shirt.

“Here,” I said, stretching my hands towards her after some seconds.

She gently collected the shirt from me but said nothing and only left.

I instantly started to scan through the clothes and the bags which contained toiletries and essentials I needed but none of the things interested me. The clothes were either too girly or just not my style.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” I muttered, letting my hair down while running my hands through it.

After almost another minute of scanning through the clothes, I decided to settle for a black short gown since black was one of my favourite colours.

I slowly zipped down the dress and wore it but before I could zip it up, I heard a loud knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I inquired, still struggling to zip it up.

“Kaelion, I am coming in,” He answered, swinging the door wide open. “We need to talk about why you are here.”

“Where are your manners?” I asked, still holding on to the zipper. “You can't just barge in here.”

“I am pretty sure I can since this is my house, Come with me right now to the pack office,” He demanded.

Still struggling to pull the Zipper up, I stared blankly as he walked towards the door.

“I said now, Seliora,” He uttered, turning back to look at me after he must have noticed I was not following him.

“My zipper is stuck,” I simply muttered.

“Ohh,” He said, looking clueless.

Seeing that this might be a good opportunity to start to get closer to him, I took some steps towards him and turned my back on him.

“Help me with it,” I stated.

He hesitated for a while but ended up zipping it up.

Afterwards, he walked out of the room while I followed closely behind him.

We walked for some minutes then entered a room which I assumed was his office based on the arrangements.

I noticed there were lots of paintings hanging around the walls like in the living room as I looked around.

“He must like paintings a lot,” I thought to myself but after spotting a drawing board and some art materials, I realised he could be the artist.

“So you paint,” I inquired, trying to establish small talk.

“None of your business,” He answered coldly, sitting right opposite where I stood.

“Growing up, I also wanted to be an artist,” I explained. “I would stay up at night after school and paint in my drawing book but it all changed after my sister died.”

“I want you to tell me where your father went on the day you were taken captive. I need to know why he was not at the mating ball,” He stated, ignoring all I had just said.

“You meant on the door you murdered and wiped out a pack of innocent wolves,” I replied, seeing that my attempt to get him to talk to me failed.

“Answer the question, Seliora. I would not want to do this the hard way,” He threatened.

He was starting to get angry but I didn't want that, I needed him to be in the best possible mood.

“He went out of town with mother to attend some meetings with some other Alphas,” I responded. “It's kind of a big deal.”

Kaelion nodded his head but I was curious to know why he was suddenly asking questions.

“Why?” I asked but he cut in before I could finish.

“Rule number two, Seliora. You do not get to ask questions, I do the asking,” He stated in a firm tone.

My plan to talk to him was failing. I knew it was not going to be easy but it was much harder than I thought.

“What are the other rules?” I asked, sitting down on a chair right across from him.

“You are breaking rule number two,” He uttered.

“Right, no questions,” I whispered, nodding my head while he stared at some files in front of him.

After some minutes, I grew impatient and decided to try and talk to him again.

“What was her name?” I asked.

“Misha,” He responded to my surprise.

“What exactly happened to her?” I asked again, out of curiosity.

“Your father murdered her and you are going to help me get back at him. It's why you are here,” He answered, shoving the files in front of him to the side. “I want you to tell me how no one has managed to take him down for so long. I will let you go back to your brother and mother if you help defeat him.”

“You are really out of your mind,” I stated angrily, standing up.