Instinctively, Ember's hands moved to cover those mounds on her chest. Her face flushed at being seen naked, but it didn't matter to Draven at all.
"You are wasting my time acting embarrassed," he snapped. "To me, your body might as well be a tree. Should I feel anything for a tree?."
His red eyes searched every inch of skin visible to him. Apart from those mounds she was covering, he confirmed there was still no fire mark on her chest.
"Put your hands aside," he instructed.
Since he had that black dragon mark above his heart, there was a huge possibility that this human might have the fire mark above her heart as well.
"Hands!" he said again, his tone demanding absolute submission.
Ember moved her hands away, and this time, she could no longer stop herself from sobbing. Her tears rolled out with more intensity, but Draven didn't care. He saw her entire chest but there was no mark.
'Still nothing!'
