"You won't resist?"
Zamiel stared into her emerald green eyes. There was innocence and vulnerability in them. He could tell she didn't know much about the world and it's people. She was raised sheltered and learned to love and trust. And here he was, knowing and feeling nothing but resentment. How different they were.
For a brief moment, he actually thought of compelling her. The urge to bite her had been so strong that it swayed his judgement.
"I.. I…" Was she hesitating? "I don't know." She admitted.
This would change things if she became willing to be bitten. The mark would not fade away as quickly. The mark stayed longest when both parts consented to the bond.
Stupid girl. Maybe he should have scared her even more. Just in case he become willing in a moment of weakness she would still be unwilling.
The damn witch would enjoy this if she was still alive. Him biting a witch as soon as the mark faded.
