Chapter 14

SELIORA POV

There was no way I could remain calm or try to reason with Kaelion.

He had completely lost his mind.

There was no way in hell I was going to help him take down my father.

I reached for the door and tried to open it up but couldn't.

“Let me out of here,” I demanded, staring back at him.

“We are not done talking, Seliora. Come back and sit,” He replied.

Seeing that I had no option, I reluctantly made my way towards the chair and sat down on it.

“Rule number three, You listen to me whenever I talk. The next time you try to leave or break any of my rules, you will be punished,” He stated, glaring at me.

“You already destroyed my pack and took everything I love from me, there is no greater punishment than that,” I responded, clenching my jaw.

“I simply did the same thing your father did to me,”

He said, casually.

The room went quiet afterwards with both of us staring into each other's eyes with so much rage.

I desperately wanted to ask how he assumed my father was behind this attack but decided to keep calm and answer his questions first.

“Not only is my father a strong fighter, but he was trained by one of the strongest Alpha who ever lived, my grandfather,” I said. “You will lose if you go up against him. I have seen the way you fight, he will defeat you in seconds.”

Kaelion didn't seem bothered to hear me say this but he looked so interested in what I was saying.

“Tell me more,” He demanded.

“There is nothing to tell, you can't win a fight against him,” I stated.

“Nothing is impossible, Seliora. Anyone can be taken down,” He muttered, focusing his concentration back to the file he had earlier shoved aside.

“If my father ravaged my pack like you claimed, isn't it enough punishment that you wiped out his entire pack in return and kidnapped his only surviving daughter. Why are you still so fixated on killing him?” I asked, this time not out of anger but out of sheer curiosity.

“The rules, Seliora,” He said, his eyes still fixed on the files.

“This involves my father and my whole pack, I deserve to know why you are doing this,” I muttered.

“I had no intentions of taking you captive, all I wanted was your father,” He explained. “You will get out of here as soon as I can take him down but for now I have to know why he did this to me and also his accomplices.”

I could see how serious he looked while speaking. No one has been able to challenge my father in so long but here he was, finding a way to kill him right after taking the things he loved the most from him.

He was either so brave or extremely stupid.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, breaking the silence after some minutes of silence.

“Information on your father,” He replied. “He is really strong I must confess, I am guessing you got all your attitudes and strength from him.”

My father and I didn't have a lot in common except that we were both fearless. Growing up, we spent a lot of time together but after my sister died, everything changed.

My father became a shadow of himself. He would drink so much almost every night while my mother on the other hand would lock herself in the room all day and cry.

“The clothes I was given do not interest me. They are not my style,” I said, trying to distract myself from thinking about the past.

“You are not here for a fashion parade,” He answered.

“I have to wear something I am comfortable in if you want my help in taking my father down,” I said, knowing that it would interest him.

“I will ask the pack maids to get you some more clothes,” He stated, in a soft tone.

This was the first time I was seeing him so relaxed and calm. I found it hard to believe he had a side like this.

“The files won’t help,” I said in an attempt to get his attention. “You need me if you want to have a chance against him.”

“I am all ears then,” He stated, closing the files.

“Firstly you have to tell me exactly what happened, I deserve to know why my pack was taken out,” I demanded.

“Fine,” He muttered. “My beta and I were out for a meeting when we received a call that the pack was under attack. I instantly rushed back home but it was too late, we could not save most of them.”

I noticed his hands trembled as he talked no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

This confirmed to me that his pack was really attacked and ravaged but there was still one question on my mind.

How did he conclude that the attack was my father’s doing? He had no connection to him and I could not think of a reason Father would want his whole pack dead.

It was all just not adding up.

“How did you…?” I said but before I could finish, the door to the office swung open.

“We have a problem, Kaelion,” A familiar face whom I had seen around the house once or twice stated.

He didn't seem to notice me at first but after he did, he went quiet.

“What is it?” Kaelion whose face had instantly reddened demanded, rushing towards him.

“We are under attack, I just got a call now from one of our men at the border,” The man replied quietly.

“Father,” I whispered to myself.

He must have found out I was here.

I instantly stood up and tried to leave before Kaelion could notice but he held me just before I could walk out.

“It's time we both have a chat with your father,” He said with a sly smile.