Casaio and Zilia dropped Idris off at the top academy for werewolves in the capital, where Idris was supposed to stay in the hostel for a few years.
As they drove back to their new residence, Zilia broke the silence in the car, "Idris looked happy being in the school."
"Now, don’t start again with thank you," Casaio said, keeping his focus on the road. He tapped the bud in his ear and answered the incoming call.
"Yes, Nick?"
"I heard you shifted to a new residence," Dominick said from the other side.
"Yeah. I think I should live separately while keep doing my work and fulfilling the duties," Casaio explained.
"Hmm. Well, if you’ve decided to live with Zilia, then it’s better to stay outside the palace. Mom will keep making it difficult for both of you," Dominick said.
"Hmm. I’m driving, Nick. I’ll call you once I arrive home." Casaio tapped on the earbud and pressed the accelerator.
"How’s Dominick doing?" Zilia asked, wanting to continue the conversation.
"Better. Juniper and he will marry soon, but she has already shifted to the palace. They both are mates, after all," Casaio replied.
Zilia felt guilty to hear that statement. How many times Casaio asked her to shift to the palace? She has even lost count. Every time, she refused to shift to the palace. She narrowly gazed at Casaio.
’I have made everything difficult for him. He even chose to live separately just to hold onto me. In his eyes, the bond we shared had a meaning of life and death. Like the vow we shared,’ Zilia thought.
The rest of the journey went in silence and they finally arrived at the villa, which was now their official residence.
Zilia shut the car’s door from her side and looked at the majestic villa.
It was the same in design which they both once talked about.
"Let’s go inside," Casaio said, turning his head to her. She walked to him and they both walked in. The servants lined up and greeted them in unison.
"You can introduce yourself to them later," Casaio told Zilia, who had slowly halted. But after hearing those words, she hurried up and went ahead. Looking at the staircase, her eyes moved up to the central giant chandelier, which was adorned with tiny golden bulbs. Everything about the house was perfect.
"Our room is upstairs," Casaio said.
’Our room?’ Zilia repeated that in her mind. Though she’s not a virgin, after everything that happened between them, she felt like one. It felt she would be sharing the bed with Casaio for the first time.
She didn’t realize when she ascended the stairs and reached their grand bedroom.
The favorite pallets, which she told once to Casaio, were used in the decoration of the room. She watched him remove his long coat, followed by the wristwatch he had put on.
Zilia shut the door lightly behind her and went to the balcony to check the scenery outside.
A smile formed on her lips as she looked at the garden below and the swimming pool.
As she turned around, her head bumped against Casaio’s chest, who suddenly appeared behind her.
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