"Whoo-hoo!" Emma bellowed as the horse roared through the fields. leaving Emilia to trot behind her majorly because she was scared of what would happen if she was to let go of the horse's reins and go faster lest it thrust her forward to her death. "I hope you don't meet the ground, missy," Emilia called after her, her shoulders still tense. Riding wasn't one of her great qualities as she hadn't learned how to ride as a child and even if she did, after so many years of not being on a horse she might have displaced the skill by now. "C'mon, Emilia, come faster!" Emma threw her hands forth, looking briefly at her companion before surging forward as her legs tightened on the stirrups. Emilia blinked twice and looked away to stare at the sky ahead. It was tranquilizing at this time of the day. Everything was calm and by now she knew Betty would be losing her marbles when she found out she was no longer in the room. As for that asshat, only God knows what he would do if he found her out.
"I beg your pardon! What!" She seethed, stepping close, as her hands fell from holding her gown. She was to be turned into a schoolgirl because of what? "I will not accept that!"Milan huffed casually and began walking deeper into the room with his hands on his shirt button. "It's not like you have a choice, Emilia. I am fed up running after you or always thinking about what vices you are bound to engage in when I am away." He tossed his shirt to the chair in front of his hearth and faced her with his hands on his waist, his chest bare to her. "You are my mate, Emilia, and not a pup. I am presently faced with the greatest decision of my life that concerns the future of my Kingdom and I will not want to do anything that will put both my Kingdom or my heart at risk.""Wh-what has that got to do with me?" She surged, taking double steps in his direction impulsively even as her body became warm from the mere sight of his upper-bared torso. It was playing some unhealthy prank on her head.
The next day seemed to arrive faster on a whim. No sooner had Emilia closed her eyes in slumber did the morning rising bell go off in a distance and even when she hissed and snuggled deeper into the covers to feign she didn't hear the bell, it didn't take long before her window curtains were not-so-kindly yanked apart to reveal the callous sun and as Emilia grabbed the covers to shield her blinding eyes, Betty's voice rang out."Wake up, Ms, the King has asked me to make sure you are prepared before the entrance of Mrs. Worthington who is to become your new teacher." Emilia peeked from the covers, her heart lurching as she slowly realized it was indeed the day she was to be restored back to the former position of a teenage pup."Ms_""Oh, Betty, could you not have mercy on me and not remind me of such a cruel fate that awaits me ahead of a day as generous as this?” Emilia grumbled and finally sat up, blinking rapidly to adjust to the bright room."I am sorry, Ms, just that the King so
"Mrs. Worthington, meet my... guest, Ms... Ashton," Milan said, not wanting to flop by coming in as inept by not knowing the forename of his guest. Of course, he hasn't gone far to find out from Emilia what her forename was. So, he had to construct something."Oh, she is of fair blood, I must say," The older willowy woman said, and came forth to touch the hand of Emilia who stood beside Milan not saying a word.Her only response was to nod her head and try to give her best false smile. Butterflies were running amok in her belly from the kiss she shared with Milan before they came here. And if that was a kiss of bribery, he surely won that score."Okay, I will leave you two to get acquainted with each other and if you need anything, feel free to acquaint the Omegas and they will see to it that you have it." Milan bowed once at the woman and then shared a warning looking with Emilia possibly to demand she behaved, then he stormed out of the living room.It turned out the teaching was to
Milan was seated by his favorite position close to the window overlooking the meadows, deep in thought about what they discussed in the meeting the other day concerning the upcoming festivities, particularly the annual competition that takes place in the packs to commemorate the blood moon when a knock sounded on his door.He looked in that direction and was about to tell whoever was there to get lost-as he wasn't in the mood to entertain visitors- when the door swung open and for the first time in four score years, his mother walked through the threshold of his study in her regal bourbon gown and reticle which she splayed to point at him, her face a mask of danger. "I asked your sister’s maid to bring her to me after her governess complained of her recent absence from her classes, only to be fed with the scandalous news of her mingling with one of your mistresses most often in recent times." She went straight to the point as she trotted forward and fell on the chair in front of his d
After playing their games of chess and constituting nuisance that even made the maids to come to inform Emma that her mother sought her presence, Emilia was finally escorted back to her chambers. She envisaged the presence of Milan more than she wanted to believe, and even planned to confront him about his trick that morning in deceiving her into believing that he was sincerely repentant. But, when she got to the room, he wasn't there. She went into her room and went into the washroom to quickly soak herself there for a few minutes, coming out only when the water had gone cold. She went back to her room wrapped in a clean white towel, sat on the chair in front of her vanity table rubbing the new rose oil that Betty brought in for her, when the door opened and slammed loudly. Emilia's eyes impulsively flicked to the adjoining door which she left open when she came in initially-without knowing why-and saw no one. But from the way the hairs at the nape of her neck rose, and her nose
Piles and piles of clothing were what Emilia woke up to very early the next morning even before the bell went off. As soon as she lifted her upper body, she was abruptly made aware of the heavy object above her- like a log of wood. It made her panic at first but her fear shifted to embarrassment as she snapped her head to the side to behold the hunky male sprawled with half of his body enveloping her.Every last night's event flooded her head and at once, Emilia blushed deeply, falling back to catch her breath. It happened just like every other night from before, but last night, it was as if Milan was not just drunk in substance, but was drunk in something else she couldn't pinpoint.Milan was a gentle lover, he worshiped her body each time they came together, still, last night was totally different. Simply magnificent. She thought he was going to finally fuck her, but that wasn't the case.Seeing as his weight was pressing down on her, threatening to crush her, Emilia contemplated a
"As a guest of the palace irrespective of your peerage, it's expected that your carriage should introduce you before you say a word to another," Mrs. Worthington went on saying, with Emilia slouched in her seat, counting her fingers to the time when their blasted lesson would end."I thought by today we would be gone past your wrong posture," The woman sighed, tapping her temples dramatically. "But from what I see, it seems to have worsened from the past."No word from Emilia. In fact, the only word she had said in this class was to greet Mrs. Worthington when she came into the room."You might need a ladies ' pamphlet to aid you.""What!" The first word Emilia was uttering. "Why do I need a pup's pamphlet? I am an adult!""Then behave like one, Young Ms. You hardly show any motivation for wanting to learn, demanding I do all I can to make sure you are on point with my admonitions.""Well, why not quit?" Emilia mumbled under her breath."I beg your pardon?""Nothing, Ma'am." Emilia sl
57Emilia starts to fume. “What do you mean, and why the hell are you arrogant?” She asks Milan.“I am just so sure that you are reasonable, Emilia. I saw that in you a long time ago, most especially when we were both in the woods together, and I told you that you could be in so much danger if you stayed in the woods on your own.” Milan says.Emilia glares at him and shakes her head internally. This guy does not even know shit about her; he does not know half of what she is capable of.Well, it is a good thing that he does not- it will make him definitely let his guard down just when she needs it to be down.“Fine.” She says.“Good girl,” Milan mutters under his breath.“What did you just say?” Emilia asks.“Nothing. I said, ‘thank you’.” Milan says.They both keep riding, and although this is the first time Emilia is riding a horse, she seems proficient at it. Milan is very surprised.“Are you sure this is your first time on a horse?” He asks as they ride side by side.“Yup,” Emilia
The two of them say nothing to each other. Instead, they just stare at the lake. Minute after minute, hour after hour passes, and they are silent.After a while, Emilia looks at Milan. “Don’t you have something else to do besides sitting here with me?” She asks.“I cleared my schedule.” Milan tells her.“I see.” Emilia says and looks away.“I really want us to go horseriding together, why are you punishing me by refusing?” Milan asks.Emilia says nothing.“You are clearly still mad at me.” Milan points out. “I can see that you are punishing me for my actions.” He says.“I am glad you can see that.” Emilia replies.“So, the daffodils are not even going to save me?” He asks with a smile.“No.” Emilia says and keeps atring at the lake. “Why do you want to go horseriding with me?” She asks Milan.‘Because I want you to be free.” Milan answers.Emilia scoffs. “Free? Free?” She asks incredulously.“Yes, free.” Milan replies.“You are so funny. How could I be free while horseriding in this p
55The two of them say nothing to each other. Instead, they stare at the lake. Minute after minute, hour after hour passes, and they are silent.After a while, Emilia looks at Milan. “Don’t you have something else to do besides sitting here with me?” She asks.“I cleared my schedule,” Milan tells her.“I see,” Emilia says and looks away.“I really want us to go horseriding together, why are you punishing me by refusing?” Milan asks.Emilia says nothing.“You are clearly still mad at me.” Milan points out. “I can see that you are punishing me for my actions.” He says.“I am glad you can see that,” Emilia replies.“So, the daffodils are not even going to save me?” He asks with a smile.“No,” Emilia says and keeps staring at the lake. “Why do you want to go horseriding with me?” She asks Milan.‘Because I want you to be free.” Milan answers.Emilia scoffs. “Free? Free?” She asks incredulously.“Yes, free,” Milan replies.“You are so funny. How could I be free while horseriding in this pr
"As a guest of the palace irrespective of your peerage, it's expected that your carriage should introduce you before you say a word to another," Mrs. Worthington went on saying, with Emilia slouched in her seat, counting her fingers to the time when their blasted lesson would end."I thought by today we would be gone past your wrong posture," The woman sighed, tapping her temples dramatically. "But from what I see, it seems to have worsened from the past."No word from Emilia. In fact, the only word she had said in this class was to greet Mrs. Worthington when she came into the room."You might need a ladies ' pamphlet to aid you.""What!" The first word Emilia was uttering. "Why do I need a pup's pamphlet? I am an adult!""Then behave like one, Young Ms. You hardly show any motivation for wanting to learn, demanding I do all I can to make sure you are on point with my admonitions.""Well, why not quit?" Emilia mumbled under her breath."I beg your pardon?""Nothing, Ma'am." Emilia sl
After playing their games of chess and constituting nuisance that even made the maids to come to inform Emma that her mother sought her presence, Emilia was finally escorted back to her chambers.She envisaged the presence of Milan more than she wanted to believe, and even planned to confront him about his trick that morning in deceiving her into believing that he was sincerely repentant.But, when she got to the room, he wasn't there. She went into her room and went into the washroom to quickly soak herself there for a few minutes, coming out only when the water had gone cold.She went back to her room wrapped in a clean white towel, sat on the chair in front of her vanity table rubbing the new rose oil that Betty brought in for her, when the door opened and slammed loudly.Emilia's eyes impulsively flicked to the adjoining door which she left open when she came in initially-without knowing why-and saw no one.But from the way the hairs at the nape of her neck rose, and her nose pick
“You are right.” Milan says as they continue fencing. “I have to stop breathing down her neck.” He adds.“A woman like that needs her space.” Zane says. “I have no idea why you both are always at loggerheads, because as complex as Emilia seems, she is very easy to understand.”“I understand what you are trying to say, Zane, but I must confess that it is not as easy as you are making it seem.” Milan says. “As much as I try, I just end up annoying her.” He adds.“You just have to be patient with her.” Zane says and they finish fencing. “If you leave her alone, she will learn to trust you, and I can assure you that she will most likely fall in love with this place and not run away again.” He adds.“I will do this, and I really hope that it works.” Milan says with a deep sigh.“So, we’ll see tomorrow, yeah?” Zane asks as they are about tro part ways.“Yeah, tomorrow.” Milan says and goes back into the Mansion. As he walks back to his suite, he asks one of the guards to go inform Emma that
51“You are right.” Milan says as they continue fencing. “I have to stop breathing down her neck.” He adds.“A woman like that needs her space.” Zane says. “I have no idea why you both are always at loggerheads, because as complex as Emilia seems, she is very easy to understand.”“I understand what you are trying to say, Zane, but I must confess that it is not as easy as you are making it seem.” Milan says. “As much as I try, I just end up annoying her.” He adds.“You just have to be patient with her.” Zane says and they finish fencing. “If you leave her alone, she will learn to trust you, and I can assure you that she will most likely fall in love with this place and not run away again.” He adds.“I will do this, and I really hope that it works.” Milan says with a deep sigh.“So, we’ll see tomorrow, yeah?” Zane asks as they are about tro part ways.“Yeah, tomorrow.” Milan says and goes back into the Mansion. As he walks back to his suite, he asks one of the guards to go inform Emma t
50“Emilia, you did really well today.” Mrs. Worthington says to Emilia as soon as the class is over. “I am glad that I am beginning to rob off on you.” She adds.Emilia sighs softly. “When is my next class?” She asks.“It is in two days, Emilia, and I really hope to see you.” Her teacher says.“Fine,” Emilia says and waltzes out of the room. She has been listening to that uptight woman for a long two hours, and all she needs now is a glass of milk, some cookies, and a great deal of sleep.Thus, she goes into the kitchen to get some cookies and milk that she is craving.“Hello, Betty!” Emilia says immediately she sees Betty in the kitchen.“Emilia!” Betty says and hugs her. “How was your class?” She asks.“What do you think?” Emilia rolls her eyes and starts to put some of the recently-baked chocolate cookies on a plate.“From the look of things, the class did not go well,” Betty says with a smile on her round face.Emilia scoffs. “Tell me about it. It was as boring as hell. It took e
49“Not again,” Emilia mutters to herself.“Did I hear you say something?” Penelope asks.“No.” Emilia says.“Good.” Penelope says. “Now, back to my question, why are you still talking to Emma?” She asked.“Because I like to talk to her,” Emilia replies.“I see. Milan, did you hear that?” She asks.“Yes, I did.” Milan replies to his mother.“And what do you have to say about it?” She asks.“Nothing.” Milan says. “Who am I to control who she talks to?”Emilia looks at him in surprise. She knows that he has promised to do better by her, but she had no idea he would stand up to his mother. She sends him a grateful glance, and he smiles softly.Dinner continues without any hitch, and Emilia is glad. As soon as she is done, Emilia steps out of the dining hall and into her room. Just a few minutes after settling down in her room, ther eis a knock on her door. Emilia assumes that it is Emma, so she does not even ask who it is.She is however surprised to see McMilan.“Milan?” She calls out.