Capítulo 28: UGLY

"What about the mark on my neck?" Hazel suddenly remembered what he was about to say to her before he made her sit down in this seat.

"Oh, you will have that mark for the rest of your eternity," Micah said with a triumphant smirk on his lips.

Yes, it was for eternity, because once you were marked by a shifter, your lifespan would increase as well and for Micah, it was eternity…

Though, he had only seven years left to change the inevitable and prevent Hazel's death. The curse from the moon goddess.

Micah couldn't be truly upset and mad about the curse, because if it were not for it, he would never be able to return to seven years ago and meet her again.

He would rather gamble on this and protect her from her own death, than living his life without her.

"What do you mean?" Hazel was stunned when she heard that. She didn't expect that at all. "What do you mean by that? You mean this mark will leave a scar? Aw!"

Hazel stopped complaining when Micah applied ointment on her split lips. "Yes. Technically, it will leave a mark."

"What?" Hazel moved back, so Micah couldn't reach her, as she looked at him with disapproval. "You bit me until it left a mark? Are your teeth poisonous?"

Hazel covered her neck, it felt a little bit sore and the last time she saw it, it was no longer as swollen as yesterday, but for it to leave a scar… ugh.

"It will not be like that forever. It will turn into something beautiful."

"How can you say a scar can be beautiful?" Hazel protested and since he was rich, she should ask him to pay for her plastic surgery and get it removed.

Micah chuckled when he heard that wild thought. "Even plastic surgery will not be able to remove it."

"See? It is poisonous, right? It will leave a scar. I will become ugly," she complained. The problem was; the mark was in a visible spot and if she didn't wear clothes with a turtleneck, it would be seen quite clearly.

"Of course not, why do you think you will look ugly?" Micah frowned. He was slightly offended, but actually he had not yet heard the worst, because Hazel had a greater bomb to be dropped in store. "You will look beautiful with that mark."

"How can I look beautiful with this ugly mark?" Hazel retorted, but then went very silent when she felt the tension in the air thicken as the temperature in this room dropped. It was so cold right now, until it made her shiver. "Why is it cold?" she muttered to herself.

"Ugly…?" Micah repeated the words, he almost forgot how sharp her tongue could be and how blunt she was. "My love… you don't know what you are talking about."

Micah didn't remember having this kind of conversation with her, but perhaps this was because they were supposed to be in the dining area, having their lunch.

In the past, he met her when it was lunch, not in the library room like this, especially greeted by a scene of her being touchy with another shifter. No. Those things didn't happen in the past.

"What do you mean? I don't want to have a scar on my neck," Hazel sulked, she was not very beautiful to begin with and to have a scar, she was not looking forward to it at all.

"You are beautiful, my love," Micah said. He didn't want to be petty, but it stung a bit when Hazel rejected his mark.

"No, I don't want to, this scar is ugly."

If only she knew, no one would dare to reject him, especially women. All of them would love to have his mark on them. They would kill each other if that was what it would take.

Yet, she mocked his mark and said that was ugly…?

Micah didn't want to feel offended, but… why was it so hard???

This girl had knocked down his pride within a few minutes into their conversation and called his mark ugly twice. This wouldn't do….

"Are you, okay?" Hazel asked carefully, because Micah was eerily silent. "Your face turned red."

Yes, he was on the verge of shifting into his beast right now. "Stop calling the mark ugly." Micah was offended. It was so rare to see something that bothered him greatly until he was so mad like this.

"But…." Hazel bit her tongue when she saw Micah raise his hand to stop her from speaking any further.

"Let's have lunch. You have not yet eaten anything, right?" Micah stood up and extended his hand to help her up.

But Hazel was a little bit hesitant when she took his hand. "You will not serve me raw meat, right?"

"No, of course, not." Micah tilted his head, as he spoke. "You are the only raw meat I want."

Upon hearing that statement, Hazel's eyes grew wider.

What was that supposed to mean?!

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Hazel was happy, her stomach was full and all of this food was very delicious.

Even though she was a little bit awkward because Micah didn't stop staring at her or placing more meat on her plate, she was satisfied.

Moreover, there was no seafood on the table, as if he knew about her preferences and all the dishes that she liked.

How could he know so much about her?

Once Hazel finished her food, she thanked Micah for it, at the very least, she should show some gratitude. Moreover, he was not as scary as she thought, despite him being a supernatural creature and all.

"You sent me a bottle of wine yesterday in the restaurant. May I have it?" she asked carefully.

"You want to drink it?"

"No…" Hazel waved her hands. I want to sell it. Well, she was broke, and needed money very much.

"Here." Micah put down a black card on the table.

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