Milan: Queen of the Wolves

Chapter 20

Three months later...

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10- I lost balance and fell flat on the cold floor. To think that he'd actually put a yoga mat down for me.

"Oh come one! You should have been done with this an hour ago! Get your lazy ass up now!" He yelled. I rolled my else and shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. "I'm not going to pick you up like every time, sweetheart. I'm not your mate," he teased.

Within a second I had him pinned under me as I punched him. "Don't talk about it," I whispered and got off him. He smirked and got up from the floor. "You have an hour to clean up and rest."

"I'm hungry," I said.

He banged his head on the wall. "You're always hungry!" He groaned. "Well my stomach is hungry not me!" I chided. "I'll make you some salad after you've cleaned up," he smiled sarcastically and dragged me to my bathroom and pushed me in. "I hate you!" I yelled as I laughed to myself. "I love you too, honey!" he called out. His sweet mouth will get him killed one day.

Sighing, I stripped and looked at myself in the mirror. It felt weird looking at myself. I was myself yet not so much. My tan skin was dripping with sweat and my shoulder length brown hair was knotted. My chocolate brown eyes were tired. And lonely.

"Just 24 hours more," I reminded myself. Three months shall be completed tomorrow since I became me. Everyday from the past three months I've been made to get up by 6am and start with my exercises and yoga.

So far, he's managed to teach me sword fighting and karate which is pretty good for a girl that I was. I've also been on a strict vegan diet, much to my discontent. But then I'd remind myself why I was doing all of it.

"Five minutes more! Learn to conserve water," he laughed. I rolled my eyes and got into the shower. After changing into a silky nightgown- which may sound uncomfortable but I've learned to adjust- I headed down for dinner.

That smell.....

I squealed as I ran down. He turned with a plate filled with fries and a burger. The moment he set the plate on the table, I jumped on him and tackled him down to the floor. "Oh my God, Keil! I love youuu," I jumped. He threw me off himself and stood up. "Jesus Christ. You better behave or else we'll have to postpone tomorrow's plans," he threatened.

"Fine. Thank you!" I muttered as I grabbed the plate from his hand. I was kinda pissed so I lit all the candles on the table with my magic which made him laugh. "Aww stop pouting. This enormous thing won't fit in your mouth," he teased. I snickered. "That's what she said," I laughed. He looked at me in confusion and shook his head later on. He's learned not to bother asking me questions.

"I'm so excited for tomorrow! But I'm scared. Three months is a lot and I'm sure things might have changed a lot. What time will we be leaving anyway?" I enquired. He shrugged as he filled his plate with leafy vegetables and poured some sauce on top of it. How people can eat grass is still a mystery to me.

"Early," he replied nonchalantly. "Quite informative," I muttered while pushing the burger in my mouth and moaning. "Oh for fuck's sake don't talk while chewing! You better not screw up tomorrow," he warned again.

"Yeah dude I won't. Have they found any information on the man that stabbed King Elliot's mate?" I asked. That son of a bitch deserves to rot in hell. "I don't live there anymore. I really don't know," he shrugged. After dinner I did a little bit of yoga and then called Ezekiel to the mini theatre that we had in our house.