Novel & Cerita Sudut Bibir Luka

She trailed off in the middle of her words. It was only now she saw that his lips were covered with wounds too. His lower lip was injured, and the cut seemed a little deep. "How did you hurt your lower lip so badly?" Even if he had injured his lip by accident, it would not be this bad. It was as though he had bit his lip with all his strength. Even Ling Yiran could not imagine how painful it must have been. "I bit my lip by accident when I got up to get something to eat after you fell asleep last night. I also got these bruises when I bumped into something," he said.

He rolls his head back, his face now fully basking in the light. A scar travels from the bottom of his left eye, dragging down and into his skin through his cheek and the bottom part of his nose. His sunken skin goes through his mouth, and parts of his lips are missing, adding to his mangled appearance.

“These look like bite marks too” “Bite marks ? But Luca swore it wasn’t them”. I say on a gasp. “I doubt that it was”. “Who the fuck beside a hamram would bite like that ?” Panic pushes away the calm, and my throat sucks in air for a scream. But Siri manages to calm me again. “Thanks”. Siri shakes her head. “The bite is not wide enough to be a hamram. It looks like a human bite, but the cut is too clean, too sharp for human teeth. And she was drained of blood or her back would have been blue”.

We sat there in silence for hours before the doctor finally walked through the door. “Damian?” “Yes!” I said, jumping up. “Let’s go back.” He said, looking at the humans that were around us. I was more than happy to get back to Sarah. “She has extensive injuries. The worst is to her ribs. She took multiple hits as she is completely bruised. All ribs are broken but thankfully none punctured a lung. I stitched up her gashes, and I cut out the crude cauterizing job and made a clean incision so it heals better. That was pretty deep, looked like claws. Most importantly, no sighs of assault…” He didn’t need to elaborate, as I knew what he meant. “She lost a great deal of blood, but we have given h

“Sure,” He rubbed his thumb over the cut, asking, “Does it hurt?” I nodded a no. “It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a small cut,” “Hmm, it’s not that deep…which is a good thing. Looks like the Alpha licked it” he muttered darkly. “Incase you don’t know, Alphas tongues can heal small wounds,” he smiled. Oh that makes sense. I returned the gesture when his smile disappeared. “Are you okay Aurelia?”

I bit my lips, as I recalled the appearance of the two guys, "they are both tanned… and again, their eyes were different… they're bright and… and that's all I can remember– ouch!" I closed my eyes tightly, as I felt a swing of pain throbbing inside my cut. It was as if a hot metal was forcing its way out of the wound's opening — slowly and painfully burning through my skin. "Are you okay, dear?" the woman asked, and to which I nodded.

I clear my throat, drawing her attention away from where the thin sheet is struggling to keep me decent. “Let me see your side.” I instruct and she drops her hand, slowly lifting the hem of her top to reveal a still semi open injury. It looks like a clean bite, but a bite is missing flesh, which means a scar will remain. My chest rumbles in disapproval and she chuckles. “You are upset I am hurt while you are lying in bed with a gash across your stomach, a hole in your inner thigh, and bruises and cuts all over the rest of you?”

Three cracked ribs. Dara tells me this like she's reading from a list, which she is — her healer's notes, ink still wet, the specific shorthand she uses that I've learned to read upside down over two years of sitting in this chair. One dislocated shoulder — relocated now, which happened approximately thirty seconds ago and which I don't want to think about. A cut above my right eye, two inches, will need closing. Bruising across my left side that will be spectacular by morning.

Before I even knew what was going on, he took his tongue and licked up my cut. It dug into the gashes in my flesh and cleaned the blood that was flowing on my face. He left wet saliva where he licked, but that wasn't what I was worried about. Whenever he dug his gruesome tongue into my cut, it burned and bled more. The gashes were becoming wider, but he wasn't stopping. He continued to take the blood from my face, until I was on the verge of blacking out from the pain.

I picked up a black lipstick case from the table and opened it to reveal a small blade. I smiled and put it in my bag along with a pink lipstick case that when opened revealed a spray filled with sulfur dioxide, a very harmful gas. If it so much as lands on your skin, it causes burning, itching, and permanent scarring. I put it in but I hoped I didn't have to use it.