chapter 11

SELIORA POV

I barely slept a wink the entire night and now it was morning.

All I kept thinking of was more ways to make my plan work. I just wanted to get the hell out of here as soon as possible.

Someone needed to be there for father and mother.

The morning sun shining through the window blinds reminded me of how my mornings looked back home.

The view from my room was just serene as it was right across the garden. I loved the soothing sound of water flowing and the vibrant flowers that bloomed each spring.

By now, I would be training with some of the pack members while Thlaric would watch and cheer me from the sidelines each time I defeated my opponent.

Thanks to Kaelion and his baseless accusations, I would never be able to have that again.

Instead, I was stuck in a pack filled with psychos who would try to murder me each time they got.

“Miss Seliora,” I heard a voice say. “The Alpha expects you to be down in twenty minutes.”

I said nothing but could hear footsteps which faded after some time.

As I stood up from the bed, I thought about my plan and strategies again. The plan was simple, all I needed to do was try to convince Kaelion I was on his side.

I somehow have to make him think I was ready to help him but I knew the plan was not as simple as it seemed.

Kaelion was one of the strongest and smartest people I have met. From the little time I have spent reading him, I could tell.

I made my way into the bathroom to take a shower but I discovered there was no hot water, I had to bathe with cold water which I extremely hated.

“This must give him so much joy,” I looked around, hoping to see if there was a towel around.

Luckily, I found one by the corner which was packed and gently folded into a white transparent nylon.

I then took off the white shirt I had on and slowly turned on the shower. I gritted my teeth in displeasure as the cold water ran down my spine.

After a while, I turned the shower off and picked up the towel. I wrapped it around my body and walked out of the bathroom while folding my hair into a ponytail.

After drying my body with the towel, I walked over to the wardrobe and scanned through it. None of the few clothes there was my style but I had to wear something.

“This,” I muttered, picking out a black leather pants.

I instantly put it on and paired it with the white shirt I picked up the following night.

My hair was not fully dried but the twenty minutes Kaelion gave me were running out. If I wanted my plan to work, I had to avoid pissing him off.

I walked out of the room and made my way towards the living room. I sighted him by the corner making a call as I walked in.

He was dressed in brown pants with a white shirt which almost looked like the one I had on.

“You wanted to see me,” I stated, walking closer to him.

“You are early, that’s unexpected,” He muttered, but the minute he turned to look at me, he suddenly paused.

I could hear his heart thumping so hard like it was about to jump off his body. It was like he had just seen a ghost.

“What is he up to now?” I thought, trying to distract myself from how good he looked.

The white t-shirt fitted him so perfectly and I just loved the overall look. It was simple and elegant at the same time.

The mate bond has started to stir awake inside of me again. I struggled to concentrate but after realising he was walking closer and closer towards me without saying a word, I just could not.

“Where did you get that?” He suddenly stated in a stern tone.

“Get what?” I asked, feeling confused.

“This shirt,” He responded almost immediately.

“The room,” I muttered, wondering why a shirt would get him so worked up.

“You have to take it off right now, it's not yours!” He demanded.

Seeing how angry it made him to see me in the shirt, I assumed it probably belonged to his dead mate.

“No!” I firmly stated.

I loved how angry the situation made him and I wanted to provoke him even more.

“Do not test me, Seliora. Go into the room, the pack maids will bring you something else to wear,” He stated, getting more and more agitated.

“It must belong to her,” I muttered, looking directly into his eyes.

It felt so good to see that something this small affected him so much. I loved that I was able to torment him.

“All this would not be happening if you had just left me back at home. I didn't ask for any of this,” I stated. “I only want to go back home to my pack and my family but I do not even have a pack anymore, thanks to you.”

“I knew it was going to be so hard to deal with you,” Kaelion stated, turning his back on me.

He then called out to two of his men who were standing right by the door. “Escort her back to her room and make sure you stand by her door.”

I didn't bother to struggle with his men. I walked away slowly with them but could hear him scolding the maids for not making sure all of Misha’s clothes were still in her room.

“Misha,” I whispered to myself walking into the room.

She had so much effect on him even though she was dead and in that moment, I realised something.

He has a weakness and it was her.

I thought to use this to my advantage but had no idea how.