“How does it taste like? Good?” Zev was focused on her while she was busy digging in the boar's meat she grilled. "Is it tasty? Does the seasoning match with your palette? You're not saying anything," he added.
Layla rolled her eyes. He asked her the same question for the fifth time. And she already told him to give it a try for the fourth time. She could see him waiting for her response through her peripheral vision, but she decided to ignore it and munched on the meat on the stick instead. It was like the best day of her life; she’s alive, clothed, and eating.
The young lady was also grateful that she had a place to stay. Just like what she thought before, it was safer to stay with the man since no one should dare to come from the dungeon to retrieve her. She had no plan of going back after she survived death many times. Layla wanted to enjoy her remaining days as she knew her ‘master’ might get tired and disposed of her sooner or later. He was a
Layla held the knife tightly in her hand. She was kneeling beside the unconscious young man who sneaked inside the mansion without her master’s consent. As his punishment for ruining the peaceful time inside the mansion, her master asked her to peel off the man’s skin. Layla would dare not disobey his order and wouldn’t even hesitate to follow his instruction as part of her plan of earning his trust. She was able to complete his first task which in one day instead of three and that should please him though at the same time, made him expect more from her. She was not allowed to disappoint him, or she might really be dead in an instant.“What are you waiting for?”She took a deep breath while looking at the stranger’s face. Zev took him to a vacant room and placed him on top of an iron table. He also placed a piece of cloth on top of him to hide his exposed body. Not that Layla would mind it. Come on, she saw naked men many times, and she thought ther
The white beast overpowered the brown one. The gap in their strength was too obvious not to be noticed. However, the brown wolf faced the stronger one head-on despite its injured leg. It was not fighting back neither tried to escape. It was just there, standing still while getting intimidated by the larger beast.Layla wandered her eyes around to find anything that could help her with her current situation. Her master’s true form still fazed her shivering body. She had an idea that her predator could be him, like why would he bring her to his place after almost getting devoured by the wolf she met in the middle of the forest? It was him all along, and she was waiting for him to confess his true identity, and yet he actually shifted in front of her.“Argh!” Layla groaned after moving her legs underneath the rubles of the table. She felt an excruciating pain digging through her bone, and she guessed it could be something hard as iron that plunged into
‘King?’ Layla’s curiosity surged up when she heard what the stranger referred her master. ‘Is he like the king of the kingdom? A demon like him?’ She moved her gaze between both men while trying to comprehend their conversation. She was forced to look away and laugh when she spotted their naked lower body which made her feel embarrassed for them. Truly, when her eyes were covered before, she never thought about genitals and genders but when she met Zev who couldn’t avoid getting himself naked whenever he shifted, she began to realize what the word ‘consciousness’ meant.“Fovre? I don’t recall hearing that name before. What is that? A clan of lowly guard wolves abandoned by the weres?” Zev raised a brow at Lucian. He was clearly looking down at him despite him showing respect. Layla thought her master was born narcissistic, and she couldn’t help him with that. No, when she had no idea how other people were supposed to act and live their lives. She had already too muc
“Me?” Layla voiced out when the men looked in her direction. “H-hey! I’m still stuck in here because of you. You can’t just point your finger at me like I am some kind of vicious woman.” Layla turned to her master with begging eyes. She needed to start acting, or she wouldn’t be able to witness another sunrise in her life. She knew exactly how Zev handle things and ‘ killing’ was not something hard for him to decide depending on his mood. “Master, say something. I have no idea what he was talking about. Please don’t give me that look,” her voice went soft when she noticed him glaring at her.“Right. I always wanted to ask you this, little Layla. Were you sent here to kill me instead of getting killed?”Layla shook her head repeatedly. She felt intimidated by the man’s voice. If she’d say anything that would displease him, she could guess what he’d do to her. “I know nothing except that I was fed by poison for years. I also told you about it, Master.
The sound of crickets and owls from the surrounding forest at night was as loud as the frogs croaking during rainy days. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, slowly blown by the wind. It was almost midnight, three hours since Zev put Layla to bed. It had been that long for him to endure the soft whimpers coming from her. She would yap and yip some time then suddenly grunt. Like an adorable young pup she was, Zev tolerated her. But his patience had its limit. When Layla started nibbling on his bare chest, he was forced to push her away while kneading his brows.“Layla, stop what you’re doing.” His voice was calm and calculated but with a hint of agitation. Zev was in deep thought about the possible purpose why the blood tribe wanted his person when the said lady disrupted him. “I’ll throw you outside if you won’t stop,” he murmured when Layla reached out for his hair and pulled them softly. ‘It turns out she’s now recovered. Hah, she might think she’s desperate and
Layla’s words rang inside Zev’s head. It was like a bell that kept ringing and stirring his brain. He looked at the lady’s innocent face. She was still waiting for his response which made him feel more awkward.‘How can she blatantly say that? Was it an invitation? A warning? A threat?!’ He couldn’t comprehend her motive by what she said. Furthermore, his hands were still on her body as he hovered over her. Zev swore he had no idea how to make things more uncomfortable.“Master, your face is red,” Layla said upon noticing his reddened face. Why wouldn’t his face become red? His blood probably rushed thus it turned red. And it was all because of her stupid statement.“Master?” she called him again. Zev threw her a menacing look, and he hoped that she understood why he was like that, or he could just throw her out again and feed her to the lions instead of w
The smooth texture of the white, cotton shirt tucked inside the khaki, wool pants was a breath of refreshment for Layla who used to wear rags. She tied her long, dark brown hair in a ponytail and checked herself once more in front of the mirror before leaving the room. A bright smile appeared on her face as she walked down the staircase headed to the huge, empty living room.“Oh,” she quietly exclaimed when she saw her master conversing with another man. The men looked in her direction, and she gave them a forced smile with a timid greeting saying ‘hi’.“Come over here, little Layla.” Zev gestured his hand, calling her to sit beside him.Layla nodded her head and walked to sit on his side. She held her head and was surprised to be welcomed by the sharp look in her master’s eyes. “Did… did I make you wait that long?” she asked with weary written all over her fac
The blazing sunlight could burn the skin yet Layla seemed to enjoy the day without any dangers coming her way yet. With the pouch she carried along, she hummed a random melody she thought was pleasant to listen to. The time was moving fast, and she still had no idea where exactly she would go.“Ah! Thank goodness my wounds were healed though I don’t know how it was possible. But this map is really hard to understand. How can I find the herb?” Layla muttered while studying the map in her hands after deciding to take a short break. She sat on the giant tree root while leaning her back on its trunk. Her brows furrowed deeper as she continued staring at the hand-drawn map made by her master. “Hmm… that man said that I could find the herb as long as I don’t leave the borders. So it could be anywhere on this forest,” she said, staring more closely at the piece of paper that Zev gave her before she left the mansion.&nb