CHAPTER 6- The unusual interest..

DAMON'S POV 

“Answer me Taylor!” My voice thundered across the entire room, making Taylor straightened. 

“God, must you always sound like you are about to rip someone's head off?" Taylor muttered, running a hand through his blonde hair.

I shot him a warning glare. “Do you want me to repeat myself?” 

He stared at me as though I had developed a second head, then he sighed, giving in. He dragged a chair backward and settled into it, facing me. 

"What exactly do you want to know about her?"

"Everything you know."

“Well, for starters, she's a stranger to me just as she is to you. And she's a princess, what else is there to know?” 

“Don't taste my patience.” I knew when he was withholding information from me. Being friends for decades played a role in that. 

“Fine.” He rolled his eyes dramatically.”Her name is Selah Yeol. She's the second daughter of King Lincolnton and his late second wife. Her mother died the day she was born. And ever since, the entire pack has treated her like some kind of curse.”

“She is a princess.” 

“By blood? Yes. But I doubt anyone in that palace treat her like one.” 

“And why is that?” 

“She apparently, have never shifted, she has no wolf scent, and has been kept away from most royal gatherings. Her father barely acknowledges her existence or so I heard." 

My brow curved into a frown as I found myself thinking about what he had just said. I remebered a scent from earlier, coming from her. 

The way everyone had gathered around her, throwing accusations like they had been waiting for an opportunity to humiliate her. And her bustard of a father sat there watching. 

“And why didn't she defend herself.” The concept of someone just standing there getting embarrassed was strange to me. 

Taylor shrugged indifferently. “Perhaps she's just use to it.’

Used to it? “Nobody get use to being humiliated.” 

Taylor stared at me for a moment before leaning forward with mischief. 

"Why are you suddenly interested in her?"

I turned towards the window, moving my face from his prying eyes. "Did I ask for your opinion?"

"No, but I'm beginning to think you've lost your mind."

I ignored him the bustard. 

There was something about that girl I couldn't put a finger on. I had met countless women, some desperate for my attention and others willing to do anything to earn a place beside me.

But Selah?

She had barely spared me a glance. Even when her father commanded her to apologize, she remained standing.

She's interesting to me. Very interesting. 

"Find out everything about her mother," I ordered.

Taylor's expression changed to one of surprise "Her mother?"

"Yes. I want to know who she was, where she came from and what happened the day Selah was born.”

“That's a very strange request.” 

“Do I look like I care?”

“Fine, I will see what I can do.” He sighed. 

“And Taylor?” 

He halted by the door. 

“Don't let anyone find out you are investigating her.” I trust that son of a bustard father she have to interfere if he found out. 

He nodded and then head out. 

I returned my attention to the woods beyond the glass window.

Selah Yeol.

Why did your face keep appearing in my thoughts?

A few hours later, I met up with her father, I was too curious to keep calm and wait for Taylor's feedback. 

The silence that followed after my first question to him was almost amusing. King Lincolnton stared at me like I had just announced the destruction of his kingdom. 

“Saleh?” He repeated. 

“Yes. I gathered she's your second daughter.” 

“Yes, yes. You gathered correctly but Alpha Damon, is there a problem?” 

Queen Nava exchanged a quick glance with her daughter who had been standing quietly beside her. They look anything but pleased with the conversation. 

“Not necessarily.” I snapped my finger at one of the guard and they instantly refilled my glass. “I simply have a few questions.” 

“Questions?” He asked nervously

“Yes, about her.” My gaze briefly moved toward Saleh, who was standing at the far end of the room. I had requested she's called here. 

She was staring at me with those unusual grey eyes, her expression unreadable.

"Why has she never shifted?” I pointed toward her. 

His demenor changes instantly. “I am afraid this is a private family matter.”

“Yet it was discussed so openly at the ceremony yesterday.” 

He opened his mouth but no word came out of it.I leaned back into my chair, my gaze never leaving his. 

"And why does she have no wolf scent?"

"Alpha Damon…"

"One more thing." I raised a finger,interrupting him.

"Why did you allow your entire pack to accuse her of killing her mother without offering a single word in her defence?”

I watched each of their expressions. The mother and daughter duo seemed annoyed above everything. Lincolnton was well…genuinely comfortable and the lone girl simply stared at me and looked away when I stared back. 

“Her birth was surrounded by unfortunate circumstances," he eventually answered when I refused to back down. 

"Unfortunate circumstances?" I arched my brow questionably. 

"Her mother died giving birth to her. The pack believes…"

"That a newborn child was responsible?”

“These are matters you wouldn't understand." He cleared his throat uncomfortably. 

I chuckled to myself. Perhaps he was right,

I didn't understand how a father could watch his daughter being humiliated and still sleep peacefully at night. 

But I wasn't particularly interested in whatever excuse he had. I had come for something else.

"Nevertheless,” I shrugged. “I would like to become acquainted with Princess Selah."

Lincolnton expression dropped. The bustard couldn't even hide his shock. Even his Queen looked momentarily confused. 

“Acquainted?” 

“Is there something wrong with that?” 

“No….of course not. But I would ask why if you don't mind.” 

I grinned innocently. “Must I have a reason to be interested in someone?” 

Before he could respond, I noticed Selah's expression. She looked anything but pleased and for some reason, that amused me. At least she wasn't going to be pretend to be grateful. 

"Alpha Lincolnton," I continued, turning towards the him. "I believe we have much to discuss."

He nodded hesitantly. "Certainly, Alpha Damon."

I rose from my seat. "Then let's talk, shall we?” 

But before I could take a step forward, Saleh's voice rang across the room. She had finally decided to speak. 

“Excuse me Alpha.” She muttered. 

I turned calmly toward her and waited. 

“May I ask what exactly you want from me?” 

“That, princess is what I intend to find out.”