The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151

ISIDORA

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“You’ll be in charge of a few chores I hate. Come on,” she told me, just like that, admitting she was sending me off to do something that was probably pretty unpleasant.

As I followed her through the quaint little house, I couldn’t stop looking at the stone walls and the relaxed feeling held inside

them.

I had never gone farther than the sitting room and the glass garden where she usually sat at that little table.

But my eyes had always tried to see past the hallway and the doors that led to other rooms.

I had the feeling this house was much bigger than it looked from the outside.

“Ma’am, it’s time to change your bandages,” one of her workers suddenly said as he approached.

I stayed standing a few steps behind her, unwillingly watching their interaction.

The tall man with dark hair and intense eyes leaned down to say something in her ear.

The way he spoke to her, the way his hand carefully took the old woman from the greenhouse by the arm… it gave me a little chill.

I could’ve sworn… he looked like a lover, which seemed ridiculous to me… or did it?

I mean, who was I to judge if the woman you liked as a partner could very well be your great-great-grandmother?

Although lately, her whole vibe was different. Under those bandages, I sometimes caught glimpses of olive skin… no wrinkles, vibrant… young.

I could’ve sworn even her voice had changed a little.

“Are you planning to stand there gossiping all day?” Her sharp scolding snapped me out of it.

I had been staring at them while thinking all kinds of nonsense.

“I’m sorry…” I apologized, embarrassed, and in the end, I followed her toward the place where I had my little garden bed.

As I passed beside that tall, elegant man, beautiful like the other two, his aura made me glance at him from the corner of my

eye.

What exactly was such an outstanding male doing working for an old woman in this place?

His sharp gaze crossed mine too, but the exchange barely lasted a few seconds.

More and more, I felt like I had been dropped into the middle of some huge, mysterious conspiracy. I just still hadn’t found the right clues to figure it out.

Walking along the stone path, I saw the girls in the distance, wearing wide-brimmed hats and gathering something from the long rows full of flowers.

Suddenly, Mikaela grabbed the hose and started splashing Karla, and the two of them began playing around happily.

At least I was glad they weren’t all bitter here.

Today, we had agreed to go together to the afternoon instructor classes and then train.

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Chapter 151

I could feel the pounds coming off me at a speed that made me smile.

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The scroll method that helped me circulate all that energy and eliminate impurities had also been an incredible help.

When we reached that section of the greenhouse, I found Blaze bent over the planting bed, picking something.

My eyes widened when I saw huge flowers in a vivid purple color, tangled among bushes with sharp thorns.

How had they already grown like that when I’d only planted them yesterday?

Blaze was the one picking them into a basket, and his fingers were bloody from the punctures.

“Blaze!” I ran to check on him.

“I’m fine, my lady,” he assured me, standing up.

“You hurt yourself. Why didn’t you use gloves?” I took his dirty, earth-stained hands, looking at the deep punctures mat were already closing.

“It’ll heal quickly. I couldn’t let my lady get hurt.”

“But Blaze…” I lifted my head, but he wasn’t looking at me.

For some reason, he was giving the old woman standing behind me a half-murderous look.

“Pft. She could’ve used the gardening gloves. It’s not like she’s made of porcelain,” she snorted, but Blaze’s face only hardened more.

“My lady didn’t come here to be treated like your slave, so don’t overdo it with your lessons in humility…”

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