Scarlet POV
“ Give me your hand, Scarlet. Do not be scared.” He whispers in his deep voice. I stretch out my shaking hands to him and he brings out a knife from his pocket.
“ You might not want to see this, you can close your eyes.” He instructed, I nod as I take my eyes to the other side while I feel the knife cutting through my flesh.
“ Arghh!” I growl for a while as my wolf tried to reduce the pain and make me heal faster.
He pour my blood into a bowl and he finally let go of my wrist. I hold my wrist as I feel the pain, it begin to close up suddenly as the pain reduces.
I watch Ravet shut his eyes closed as he begin to mutter some words that I couldn’t understand. Then he lift the bowl containing my blood up as though he is doing some witchcraft that I still do not know yet.
Once he is done, he throws the bowl to the ground as the blood splashes all over the floor.
“ What are you doing?” my eyes widen as I didn’t expect that. And suddenly I begin to feel strange heat from the insi
