CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIVE - MAKING PREPARATIONS FOR THE HUMANS.

Mateo felt more ready to face the day ahead than he had the other day. And maybe, he had Isabella to thank for that. After he had agreed to tell her everything about his fight against his uncle, in exchange for her staying out of it, they had continued to talk late into the night. He was not even aware when he had slept off, but the last time he remembered was teasing Isabella that she had a froggy voice and she had opted to sing for him to prove that she didn't. He agreed and she had began to sing. The next time he saw himself was the next morning. No shadows in the darkness, no nightmares and no waking up in his cold sweat. He had slept like a baby, and God knows he needed the rest for what they had on their plates for today. He was currently seated at the kitchen island and was waiting for his breakfast, while Alba and Aunt Delia had a field day joking and getting to know each other. Mateo glanced at his wrist watch and sighed - at this rate, they wouldn't get any thing