Chapter 11. Mischievous Stranger

Iris’s POV

“I know who you are,” Sean Anderson said. “Princess Iris Sylvester Merryweather of the Moon Ville Pack.”

I shouldn’t be surprised but I was. I barely knew him but he seemed to know me and I wondered what else he knew or must have heard about me.

“Who hasn’t heard of the lovely Princess Iris, the most sought after and only daughter of the great Wolf King Sylvester Merryweather?” he added with a disarming smile.

Oh! I thought. So, that was how.

I took another sip of my orange juice and flipped my tongue across my lips.

“What else have you heard about me?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

“I don’t listen to gossip,” he said, looking serious.

“Oh yeah?” I said, my tone showing my unbelief.

“I carry out my own investigations and find out whatever I need to find out!” he explained, still looking very serious.

I smiled inwardly. I liked what he said. But I wondered if this was his character or did he say this