25: You Are Nothing Like Zenith

Zenith.

That name again. Why did I always hear that name from his mouth? What was the two’s relationship? Did they have some sort of forbidden romance and the alpha king’s people were against it?

I wanted to know more about them. If only the people’s lips were not sealed, then gathering information about their relationships was easy as pie.

If only I could ask him about that...that would be magnificent. However, knowing the alpha king, he never wanted any slave to pry on his life. That was unacceptable and we did not have the right as slaves.

“I’m not Zenith, Your Majesty. My name is River. But if you want to call me by that name, you can call me that. Or do you want me to call her?” I asked, feigning ignorance about Zenith.

His vision cleared, recognition in his eyes, and his mouth pressed into a thin line. “River. It is you.” Disappointment crossed his handsome face before he hid it away.

Not wanting to be affected by his reaction, I beamed at him. “None other than your personal