Love or Hate - Part【8】

His voice cracks as a resounding gnarl departs his mouth and he fists her locks in a fierce punishing grip to raise her face so she can continue to meet his hateful eyes. She whimpers out followed by pleading whines as more tears spew down her red cheeks. He inspects her unmarked neck that is forced bare for all to see. Understanding belatedly sinks in, the reason why she never tied her hair up, why she always made sure to conceal her throat at all times. If she did we would have all found out and she would have been punished by Vůdce and her females.

"I suppose he endeavoured to mark you as his countless times. A mark that is given to one which is not from your moon blessed will always disappear and that is why the moon took him from you. For your sins." Her cries turn more agonising as she struggles against his chest to his vicious words but he makes no move.