Milan: Queen of the Wolves

Chapter 30

Milan

My hand reached out and ripped Elliot's shirt, revealing his eight pack.His bare tan chest was unconvered for everyone to see. "Told ya he had an eight pack!" I boasted as I stuck my tongue out at Elena. She looked at Elliot in pure lust making me move in front of him and shield him from her view.

He wasn't mine but I'd always feel the need to save his ass from all the women wanting to fuck him. Everyone looked shocked but still anticipated Elliot's next move. No one undressed or disrespected the King. I slowly turned to look at Elliot whose eyes were wide.

"How did you know that?" He asked.

He had this look of hope in his eyes, like he was begging me to say something. Like he was longing for something. I was confused. Elliot's not one to let his emotions out so easily, especially with so many people surrounding us.

What was I supposed to tell him anyway? That I had seen him shirtless countless times because he used to be only mine to see? I wanted to call him mine as much as he wanted to call me his but we both were held back by our egos.

"Cara has done her fair share of research, brother," someone spoke. All heads turned towards Ezekiel as he strode through the crowd confidently. I sighed in relief. He smiled at me and I smiled back but it faltered when I met my mate's gaze. He looked at me intensely. "Is that true?" He asked. It was the last time he'd ask me. The last chance I'd get to run into his arms.

"It is," I said.

I tore my gaze away from his own and walked out with Ezekiel. On reaching his room, he handed me a potion which was supposed to get me back to normal. I gulped it down and gagged. "It tastes like pedigree!" I groaned.

Ezekiel threw his head back and laughed. "Have you tasted dog food, sweetheart?" He asked. I snorted and turned away in embarrassment. That happened only once. "I was just curious," I mumbled. He chuckled.

"So how did you spend your day?" He asked. I thought for a while. I found some of those letters to Elliot but could I tell Ezekiel everything? Nah, may be some other time. "I slept," I said.

I shut my eyes as I held the pillow closer to me. Elliot's piercing blue eyes keep distracting me. He looked so vulnerable. What did he want me to say? He seemed like he had given up on everything.

"I love him," I said softly. It's pathetic, I know. No matter how much he hurts me, I can't hate him. He's a horrible person, he's bad for me but he's also the only one that can make my heart race. He's vicious and cruel but he's still the one I want at the end of the day.

"You have one night, that's all," he finally spoke. I looked at him in confusion. One night for what? He extended his hand and I put mine in his. I was asked to shut my eyes. He took my hand and started chanting. After a few minutes, he stopped. "Open your eyes, Milan Chandler," he whispered.

I backed away after looking at my reflection in the mirror. I wasn't Cara Velius, Ezekiel's charity case. I was Milan fucking Chandler. Myself. I had tears in my eyes as I touched my reflection. I'm not dreaming. This is really happening.

"Go kiss your prince charming," he smiled warmly. I grinned and threw my arms around him. I can be back in Elliot's arms. I can tell him that I love him. I have so much to say to him. From where would I start? "This is actually happening," I laughed excitedly.