Elize snuck a glance at the woman. Her face didn't betray the lie on her tongue. It was devoid of any expression just like Zack's. Like mother, like son, Elize thought.
Suddenly the man laughed again. "You were always good at maintaining your poker face dear. After all, you are my daughter." he said, leaning in to pat Meiling on her head.
"Father, what-"
"Don't lie Meiling!" His voice suddenly raised. Anger flashed in his eyes, his face construed in a danger expression. He then turned towards Zack and said in a much lower tone, "I can smell her on him. He bit her already didn't he?"
Elize's heart started beating faster. The man in front of her was no ordinary man. She had heard in the days that she stayed in the pack house, rumors of his ruthlessness. She knew that he didn't gain his power by merely sitting around and ordering people. Elize looked towards Aileen, who seemed unaffected by the outburst.
