Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
“Are you sure she is ready?” I heard a strong feminine voice whisper. My mind felt hazy and I felt so tired to even open my eyes.
“Yes, she is,” I heard a familiar voice of Miles' reply.
“She had better be ready. I am also leaving; she seems to be waking up.” The feminine voice then said again and I heard the sound of footsteps leaving.
I started waking up very slowly and as my eyes opened fully, I was able to see the face of Miles.
“Hey babe, are you feeling okay now,” he then said with a worried look,
It was then everything came back to me. Especially the werewolf thing.
“Please don’t faint again,” Miles then quickly shouted upon noticing the look of panic now on my face. I then took a deep breath and quickly drank some of the cold water which Miles handed me.
The feeling of the fresh coldness touching my throat really did help me calm down a bit.
“Where are we,” I then finally said upon noticing that we were now in this new environment. A really posh and expensive penthouse where I was laying on this posh bed on top of an expensive carpet.
“We are at the house of a friend,” I then turned upon hearing Miles reply,
Who knew he had some really cash loaded friends? If so, I wondered why he never talked about them.
“I was worried, you seemed like you needed some medical attention and so I turned to my friend for help.” Miles then added, explaining some more.
I just nodded at him while continuing to look around the expensive room.
“So…do you have any questions about the werewolf thing?” Miles then spoke looking at me cautiously hoping I would not faint again upon hearing that word, Werewolf.
“Yes, I do actually, how can I be a werewolf too when I have never shifted into a werewolf before, plus how do you even know I am one. Is Godfather one too?” I then quickly said while looking at Miles with wide eyes.
“Godfather is a werewolf since I’m his son. The gene was passed on. I know you are a werewolf too because you smell like one and you will shift once you turn 18, on your eighteenth birthday.” As soon as he told me that, I could not help but cringe at thought of how I would soon be going through that painful experience too of my bones raking and turning into some wolf.
The sad thing was how I would not even be prepared for it as I really did not know the day of my birthday, ya know having no parents and all. Which meant this could happen any day.
“So does that mean I will start eating people too,” I then asked in a small voice while the thought of eating a person made me almost vomit my stomach out.
“What gave you that idea, Werewolves can eat ordinary meat, we don’t eat humans.” Miles quickly replied easing my fears.
I was glad to have him by my side.
At least I would not go through this werewolf thing alone.
A maid then came in and served us food. I asked Miles more questions about werewolves and he was telling me all about packs and whatnot.
It was then that Godfather entered the room with a serious expression, which meant he had another mission for us. This one must have been serious as he usually met us at that cabin.
“Zendaya, I am glad that you now know the truth. I have a huge mission for you to do now that you know about werewolves. Doing this heist will earn us a lot of really good money. Enough money to last us a lifetime.” As the godfather said this, my interest was quickly piqued.
Having lived my whole life in poverty and poor, this sounded like a lifetime opportunity. Having more money meant being able to help my fellow homeless kids too. I would build a really large and comfy orphanage home for them, provide them with food, and pay for them to go to school.
“Tell me more,” I then said to him.
“The job will require your really good acting skills and stealing skills too. The location is the Werewolf Castle.” As Godfather mentioned Werewolf castle, I was shocked to know that werewolves also had royalty too.
“Your acting skills are needed for you to act as the Werewolf Princess and then you are to go into their most secured vault and steal this,” he then said while pulling out a cellphone and showing me a picture of a half piece of a black wood stick.
“What, you want me to steal a stick, and here I thought it was stealing diamonds or something else! Plus, how do you know that I will be able to pull off being a Werewolf Princess? Heck, I have never set foot in a palace or even know how wolf royal people act.” I quickly said voicing my mind,
“That stick is the other half of something really powerful called a Scepter key. I don’t really know what it does, just that our client is wanting it and willing to pay anything to get it.” Godfather replied,
“And I know you can pull this off because one, you look very similar to the princess, same built, height, eyes, and hair. So, you will easily deceive them all. Secondly for the next two weeks, A friend Mark will train you in all there is to know about royalty. The Princess is leaving for some party at the Vampire Castle, which gives you time to get in and out.” As Godfather finished telling me all that, there was only one word that caught most of my attention.
“DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT VAMPIRES ALSO EXIST!!!!” I quickly said shouting in surprise.
“Yes, they do, why wouldn’t they exist if we exist too.” As soon as Godfather confirmed my question, I could not help but spend a whole hour asking Miles about them, the Vampires. I enjoyed the scowling look on his face, it seems Miles hated the Vampires.
It was then that my training began. I had a royal mission to do while dreading the thought of how any day now, I could shift into a wolf.
Miles led me to a man, another so-called friend. He was a middle-aged man, in his thirties also having ginger hair with dark grey eyes. He introduced himself as Mark.
He seemed to have a mean streak because of the permanent frown always gracing his face. He was very strict too. Who knew training to act like a Princess would turn out to be so hard and we only had two weeks,
We first started with my posture, apparently, according to my teacher Sir Mark, my posture was like the hump of a camel. So, I had to practice how to walk with straight shoulders and confidence like a princess. Command attention in a room, know the names of the important people at the palace, her schedule, her friends to what she wore.
This training felt like a really long and tiring process. I did not let myself sleep for those two weeks and instead worked my ass off. I had to pull off this job and get the money.
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