Hazel looked at him for a while with controlled anger before she released her grip. "What do you want from me now?"
Although Hazel tried her best not to show her anger, only her words could tell how red she had grown to be in the matter of moments that he was here.
The pain on her sole had reduced but the pain from the scar was still lingering over. She felt better compared to yesterday and even the scar his claws made on her neck had gone, it was hard to let go of something as horrible as that.
And here he was, pretending he had not almost turned her face white yesterday.
"Do you truly have no idea of what I want?" He asked her in return and Hazel could only frown, wondering if there was truly something that he wanted and was the reason for being here.
Perhaps, he wanted her body?
No!
She wasn't going to give in again. She had already erased that particular fact from her diary, knowing it was one of her silly mistakes which she would ensure would never occur again.
