Alpha Reborn!

Seraphine's eyes widened in disbelief as she caught sight of Evan's little brother. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Itwas as if her mind had conjured up a fantastical beast out of thin air, playing tricks on her.

Was it real or just a figment of her imagination?

She closed her eyes and opened them again, but the massive creature was still there.

"By the stars, I have never seen anything so colossal in my entire life! How is it even possible for something to be that big?!!!" she exclaimed in her mind, her throat feeling dry at the sight of it.

Despite her internal turmoil, Seraphine maintained a subservient expression, drawing upon her years of acting experience. She didn't reveal any sign of the chaos inside her mind as she knew that she wouldn't be able to afford the consequences if her shameful thoughts were made public.

"I can see that something's not right with you. So why are you trying to convince me otherwise?" Evan said in a voice that was stern and cutting as he leaned in closer to Seraphine, locking eyes with her.

The proximity between them was almost too much to bear, making Seraphine feel uneasy.

Despite their closeness, there was nothing romantic about the situation.

Evan's expression was that of a killer as he contemplated how best to deal with her. He could expose her lies to the clan, a move that could lead to her execution, but he decided against it.

She was a valuable chess piece, after all.

Moreover, she had wronged him many times in this life. The interest was still to be paid. How could he send her to meet her maker without making her pay for her action?

Completely lost in thought, Evan was unaware of the effect he was having on Seraphine. The raw power emanating from his muscular frame was like a wave crashing over her, making her feel strangely weak in the knees.

As he continued to stare at her, she couldn't help but blush under his penetrating gaze, feeling as though he could see straight into her soul.

He, on the other hand, thought: Why is she living in the Frost Clan disguised as a Eunuch? What's her purpose?

The questions swirled in his mind as he tried to make sense of Seraphine's true motives. He couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to her than what met the eye. She might be more than just a eunuch who had been brought off by the minor families.

Perhaps she was a spy of an intergalactic powerhouse, sent to infiltrate the Imperial Frost Clan and gather information.

Or maybe she had her own agenda, using the guise of a Eunuch to gain access to the inner workings of the clan.

Whatever her purpose, Evan knew one thing for sure - he needed to keep a close eye on her. He couldn't afford to let his guard down, not when there was a potential threat lurking in their midst.

Evan thought: Someone who can fool my father's eyes and act like a eunuch for over a decade can't be simple! If I want to make use of her, I need to know more about her. I must find out about her end goals before deciding whether to use or dispose of her. It will be too risky to keep her by my side without knowing what she is up to. A pawn is only good when it's useful, but if it has the potential to become too dangerous, it is better to discard it!

He was unaware that the so called pawn was bewildered by her own emotions.

Seraphine thought: What's wrong with me today? Why am I crushing on him? He is not even the real Evan Frost.

As Seraphine gazed at Evan, she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation coursing through her. It was a feeling that she had never experienced before, and it left her feeling disoriented and uneasy. Despite her best efforts to remain composed, Evan's penetrating gaze made it difficult for her to calm down. Cracks appeared in the plastic expression she was wearing.

"Eunuch, why are you being so quiet? Is your tongue broken?" Evan snapped impatiently, the sharpness in his voice cutting through the silence.

He was a human in the end, and realizing that she had fooled not only him but also his father and his entire clan angered him, and his anger was clearly felt in his voice.

"I'm not like you," Seraphine retorted, her emotions getting the better of her.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Seraphine realized her mistake. She could see the fury in Evan's eyes as his expression hardened, and she knew that she had gone too far.

Seraphine's words had hit a nerve.

Evan was oblivious to the inner turmoil she was experiencing. In his mind, she was deliberately mocking him.

His past struggles with mental illness were a sensitive subject for him, and even though he had already been cured, he didn't appreciate it being brought up so flippantly.

"Havelock, your attempt to push my buttons has worked. Congratulations, you succeeded in riling me up despite my best efforts to remain calm. And now I need you to get the fuck out!" Evan said in a voice that thundered with anger, leaving no room for argument.

He was seething with anger, his tone indicating that he was not in the mood for any further discussion. With a commanding presence, he made it clear that Havelock needed to leave, and there was no room for negotiation.

"I'm sorry, it was a slip of the tongue," Seraphine pleaded.

Evan, however, was having none of it.

"Now!" he barked.

Feeling the finality in Evan's voice, Seraphine knew that she had no choice but to leave.

She hurriedly made her way out of the room and closed the door behind her, leaning against it for support as she tried to process what had just happened.

As she stood there, she couldn't help but wonder if her pent-up emotions from years of living as a eunuch had gotten the best of her.

Perhaps that was the reason she had seen her beloved in that imposter.

She knew that the current Crown Prince of Frost wasn't the real one.

It was a fake that had taken the place of his elder brother.

Yet, everyone had treated him like the real deal for the past four years.

The change had taken place four years ago when the Empress of Frost died.

She was the only one who knew the truth, and she had to not only protect it but also bring it to light. She had to do the right thing, no matter what the cost, and strip him of the position of the crown prince of frost.

Even though he looked like him, she thought that she shouldn't try to find bliss in an illusion. The best move was to shatter it.

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Maybe then she will find out what happened to her beloved.

Meanwhile, Evan slumped back into the pool with a deep sigh, his thoughts racing with the unexpected turn of events.

He thought: Havelock is a woman called Seraphine. This is the second time things have gone beyond my expectations. Is this really the world I remember?

Evan was completely clueless about the fact that he was not 'Evan Frost' but someone entirely else!