She tried covering her skin by pulling her cloth up but then his eyes gave a tough warning that only she could interpret.
She looked at him for a moment before another round of thoughts dropped into her brain again. "Let me go, you pervert!"
Still, he didn't mind if she was screaming. He grabbed her naked shoulder and looked thoroughly at her back.
He noticed that her entire back was filled with bleeding marks, nothing like the one he had seen fourteen years ago.
Annoyed, he grunted and turned her around again so that he could check her other side.
Ignoring her petty complaints and acclaims, he wrapped his palm on her back and sniffed it too.
Hazel was disgusted and terrified but her latter emotion overpowered the first and all that she had to do was keep staring at the dungeon's walls while he kept molesting her.
She truly did not know what she could do. She had no idea why she was this weak. If she had been a little stronger, she would have kicked this man and run off but that thought disappeared when another came in. If that was the case, then she was going to put her clan into another hell greater than the one they had passed through.
After a while, having felt irritated being touched that way, she started shivering and shaking due to the cold but he didn't mind. But then she didn't understand.
How could she be feeling this cold?
Vampires hardly feel cold because they could survive in the coldest temperature.
Ethan looked at her naked back and tried searching for that definite mark he had seen that day. He was sure that it was only a bit lower on her left shoulder but here he was, trying to look at almost every part of her body and still could not see it. Instead, every other thing that he could see was the strikes that she had received earlier.
He became unsure of what he had thought of but then even though the Alpha had no idea of who she was, he couldn't be blind not to easily figure it out.
Could it be that he had mistaken her for someone else?
But it could not be possible, she had talked about being in a forest fourteen years ago, so it had to be her!
He was sure but then, how could the scar disappear so easily?
"Look here, and answer my question." He dragged his words as he let his hands walk back to her chin, her almond-sweet eyes staring back at him. She almost looked like a devil from the darkest pit of hell whose eyes were the only beautiful part of her body, while the other part was coated with blackness, even her red eyes made her look like a typical human eater. Well, his subconscious wasn't wrong.
Hazel looked up at the man, her jaw already hurting. She tried not to tell any lies to him whenever he decides to ask her another question. "Do you have a scar or a birthmark that has been with you since birth?"
She wanted to say no but then she immediately nodded her head.
"Use your mouth." He warned, his hair shining with the golden fire from the candles before asking again, "Do you?"
"Yes, I do."
"Where is it?" He asked her, already irritated by staring at her too long. He could almost tell that his palms would be burdened with tar by now.
Hazel's eyes immediately widened. So, could it be that it was the same reason he had pulled her cloth off like that?
What would happen if she tells him the exact place that the birthmark was? Would he throw her naked to see it?"
"Answer me, now."
"It's...it is beside my navel, at... on my waist...at the left side." Her voice came out shallow but weak and her eyes which were moistened immediately widened as she saw his fingers walking through her body and almost tearing her gown off her body.
She tried stopping him, with her cuffed hands but all her efforts died like a pathetic child beast being killed by a gigantic worm.
His hands which were almost pushing her gown down stopped and he looked at her with a small smirk, "I am not what you think. And I wouldn't want to tear your cloth off you because I would not want anyone seeing that mark on you. Especially the prince. I don't want the alpha to see that on you. Do you understand?"
Hazel only nodded but then she immediately gave a weak and shaky shout when he was about to push her cloth down completely. "I...you don't need to check it. I already told you I have a birthmark, please."
"Still I need to check it, you brainless being!" He shouted at her but then she didn't agree still. "I need to confirm if you are the one," he gritted his teeth, as if trying to control his rage.
"What would then happen if I am?" She curiously asked but he didn't even answer her, and with that response, she decided to push him away from her with all the strength that she could build and expected him to at least be pushed to the wall but he didn't even bulge.
She looked even more terrified seeing that her attempt had or might lead to a disastrous outcome just with the way he held tightly onto her shoulder. Before he could do any other thing, she immediately added, "Please, I ...I will show you, myself."
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He looked at her as if extremely shocked by what she had just said but then, he controlled his emotions and asked, "And why do you think I will listen to a prisoner? Especially someone as ugly as you are?"
Hazel's mind became mixed up with different emotions. She just did not know what to say. She was so sleepy and tired now. Just so tired that all she needed was her bed but then, knowing that she was going to end up sleeping on a rock surface or a sandy surface only creased the pain in her body.
She longed for home. She truly needed to rest, she could not bear all the things that were happening to her anymore but then, the thoughts relating to Micah suddenly came into her brain from nowhere in particular.
What would she tell him if she ended up being freed from the hands of werewolves? That...that she threw herself naked for a man even when he had not seen her naked before?
" Please you...you don't need to put down my cloth, I can just show you. It's just on my waist. I can show you without having to show my entire body."
"What is it that you are keeping?" She heard his voice a little hoarser. "How useful will your nakedness be when you end up being torn into pieces by the prince?"
Hazel did not understand anything that he had said, instead, she took her both hands that were cuffed together and took out the small weapon-like object that she kept in her hair.
He looked curious as he stared at her, "What is that?"
"My....my hairpin." She was even surprised when she saw the pin still fixed in her hair. She had thought that it would have fallen due to how thoroughly they had dragged her head but she still believed that she could still find it there.
Even for a second, she had prayed initially that the needle should injure whoever plunged into her hair but it did nothing.
He looked at her.
Hazel took the pin and brought it beside her clothed waist. In a second, she put the pin close enough and suck it into her cloth. Immediately, a tearing sound pinged into the air loudly and she stopped whatever she was doing. She looked up at the bleeding man before putting back the pin in her hair just the exact place she had taken it from.
"What did you just do now?" His voice went down straight into her ear.
"I. I...you told me...no." She breathed hard. "I...I don't know. You told me to stop whatever I was doing." She looked troubled as her gaze fell down his chest and she continued,
"No. You said you wanted to see the birthmark. It is right here." She pointed at the tear that was exposing her waist. She was careful enough not to cast unto herself another scar when she dived the pin into her wet gown so that she would not end up regretting it, especially when it was on her birthmark.
Before she knew it, he took the needle from her and held it towards her face, "What did I tell you not to do?"
"...."
"I told you not to expose that mark to anyone and you tore that exact place?" He paused, "What the bleeding hell do you intend to pull out here, now?"
Though Hazel was scared at his sudden outburst, she did not hesitate to voice out her own opinion this time. Just because she was a prisoner didn't mean she had no self-value. "I don't care a bit about whatever you are saying. What happens if he sees it?" She stopped for a while and looked deeply into his eyes, "If the alpha crown prince is kind then does that mean he would free me when he sees this mark?"
She added, "Is that the freaking reason you want me to hide it?"
"Shut your mouth up, you fool!"
"I am not. And now that you are like this, I am so curious to know what happens once he sees the mark. Would he set me free and stop the entire fight between the werewolves and the vampires?"
"In your dreams," he said, instead.
"I will like to see what happens, then," she shouted, finally exhausted as all the ounce in her flew right off the window.
"Once he sees the mark, you won't be the same in his eyes anymore. He would even kill you!"
"Are you concerned?" Her voice came out like a whisper.
"I am only concerned because if that happens, he will lose his mind."
Hazel looked at him, trying to tell if whatever he was saying was nothing but the truth but then, it was hard figuring out so she just smiled. "I will definitely like to see that happen to him and all of his kind. I don't care!" She said, slowly but then, she had not known that she had pulled someone's nerve. Just the exact time she said it, Ethan turned her around and hit her head on the wall, in annoyance.
She fell slowly, unconscious.
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