Chapter 3 ARE YOU A ROYAL

Chapter 3 ARE YOU A ROYAL?

HEZA'S POV

"Everyone!" The beta was calling the attention of all of us again. "You are going to enter that room," she pointed at the tribal red room, "with the Alpha. One by one, if the guard called your name. It's your turn."

The guards guided us to sit down on the luxurious red couch. My usual no emotion was making the guard wrinkled their forehead. Maybe they were curious why I had no smile on my lips like the other girls.

When the guard called one of the girls, the alpha stood up, before he walked to the red room, he glimpsed back at me. It seemed like I got the attention of the alpha.

I watched him walking away, going to the room with the girl. I was just wondering what would happen to the red room? He would check the feature? It was obviously seen in the face of the girl was attractive or charming unless-

Unless we are going to undress?

I had no idea why in my entire life of living, I felt the nervousness in my chest, the reckless pounding of my heart. Since I woke with just my name, no one could touch me or look at my nudity because I hated them seeing my scars. The memories of my past.

"Hi?"

The woman beside me greeted me. I did not even give an effort to look at her. I ignored her as if I did not hear anything.

"I saw your back."

That made my eyes slightly widened, but I could not feel the fear in my system. It was not a problem if she saw or what. The Alpha would decide if I would be included in the ladies who would fight for the crown. It was not my intention anymore, but if I would be a queen, I could find the murderers of my family even though I could not remember. For now, let me flip my plan a bit. Killing an Alpha would not satisfy me, I could use him to be powerful.

"I think you don't want to talk about your back, but I was just curious? What happened to you?" This woman did not know that I hated the noise, especially when it came from the blabby mouth of hers. "Yeah, I am not in my place to ask you-ahm, maybe I can help you? I came from one of the noblest family, I can tell my father to investigate about-"

"No." This was the first time that someone cared about me, offered me help. It was obvious in her expression that she was pitying me that made my blood boil. I was strong to take care of myself and do my plans on my own. I did not need anyone.

"Are you sure?" She touched my shoulder and it shocked me, no one dared to touch me. I avoided myself to kick, punch or twist her hands. That would create a huge scene if that had happened.

"You can trust a stranger. If the time comes that you change your mind, I am here." She stretched her hand and offered me her open palm. "My name is Fajra."

I just stared at her hands for a second. I had no plan to grab it.

Because of the freezing of his hand that was in the air, she held my hands and shook it. "What's your name?"

I opened my mouth and was about to speak, but I doubted. It was difficult for me to trust anyone because I had no idea who the opponent was. Sometimes I was thinking that the enemies were surrounding me and one of these days, they stabbed me in the back. That was an annoying feeling. It felt like finding the unknown puzzle of my life, but I did not know where to start, where to go.

"Yeah, I know..." She moved her head from up and down, she made a realization. "It's hard to trust anyone? Right? Okay." A curve formed on her lips, giving me a beautiful angelic smile. How I would wish that thing was easy to do. Smiling like you were trying to be friends with anyone, but for me that expression was strange.

So strange.

"I will just call you Scar, if you don't mind." She was now looking at the red room door. "I am not degrading you because you have a scar. I idolize you instead, for being one of the strongest people I have ever met."

"Heza." The guard called me, that was why I stood up. I looked down to Fajra, she was smiling like an angel.

She mouthed. "Good luck."

"You, too." I said those words unconsciously. I admitted that she got a little of my trust. By just saying a thing that other people never said to me. By telling me something that could warm and soothe my cold heart.

Once again, I gazed back at her. There was an urge for me to smile, but my mouth did not cooperate. The only thing that made the curve in my lips formed was when I had to kill someone. That was not a smile though, it was a smirk.

"This way, Madame." The guard opened the door.

The view inside revealed to me. My forehead wrinkled as my heart beat fast and recklessly. My brain was telling me I knew this place, but I did not know where I saw it. There was a master's bed with a white sheet. The walls were red and organized nicely. There were three red couches with feather-like coverings.

"This is a sacred place. The royals are choosing for their brides in this room."

I gazed at my side where the Alpha was sitting on the exclusive chair of the royal. It was made up of soft foam with the covering of red silky smooth cloth.

"You can ask me anything." A wide smile formed on his lips, even his eyes were smiling at me. I did not expect that the Alpha was friendly, unlike the other kings of other kingdoms.

A few seconds of silence, I was just standing in front of him while he was sitting, studying every detail of my face.

I heard his sigh of disbelief. "Didn't you know how to respect the royal family?"

My lips barely opened. I forgot to bow at him, so I did, but no way, I would not apologize.

"I was looking at you in there. You are gazing back at me directly without fear. You are the only one who can eye on me like that." He straightly looked at my eyes. I did not avert my eyes, I fought his gaze.

"Are you a royal?"