**Elizabeth's POV**
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I went back to the kitchen to make another bowl of Pumpkin Custard. This time I did not squeeze sock water into it.
I was not that audacious. After all, there are very few guys as stupid as Abby.
I walked past the mountain of clothes with the bowl and sighed.
Hopefully Austin will not give me a hard time and let me come back and do the laundry soon. I do not want to do this all night long.
When I came to Austin's room, I put my ear to the door and eavesdropped for a while.
There appeared to be no growling, no screaming. It meant that Austin had no plans to torture anyone, Nor was he torturing anyone.
It should be safe for me to go in now.
"Knock, knock."
"Come in."
Austin's voice sounded peaceful.
Safe.
I gently pushed the door open. As soon as I stepped in one foot, I saw a slave on the floor, unconscious.
The slave's face was covered in blood. One of his eye sockets was empty. His eyeball had been gouged out.
I was startled and looked up to see Austin standing there wiping his bloodied fingers with a tissue.
So, he just gouged out this slave's eyeball with his fingers?
I failed to anticipate that he was done torturing people.
I glanced at the unconscious slave on the ground and could not help but shiver.
He looked so miserable that I felt scared. But he could not arouse my sympathy. Because most of the slaves here are rogues from the previous invasion of Blue Moon Pack.
Eight years ago, Alpha did not kill all the rogues, but left some of them as slaves, making them work for the Black River Pack.
Alpha ordered the tongues of the slaves to be cut out to prevent them from communicating with each other. Obviously, the slaves have a lower status than Omega, although both work for the black river pack.
To be precise, Omega is a member of the Black river pack. And slave is the captive of black river pack.
As for me, all members treat me as slave, although I live with Omega, because of the mute commonality I have with slaves. And Alpha DOES NOT correct everyone's misconceptions about me.
I hate all slaves, and every time I see them, I have to fight to control myself not to kill them.
Austin also hates slaves. his left eye was blinded by a rogue attack.
He will not hesitate to gouge out slaves' eyeballs whenever they do something wrong in front of him. He takes pleasure in revenge and tormenting the rogues.
Usually he used a spoon to gouge out the eyeballs, and this was the first time I saw him use his fingers.
He saw me and hooked his finger to let me pass. His expression was contemptuous as if he were summoning a dog.
"Why are you late?" Austin chided me.
I lowered my head and pretended to feel guilty. I did not look him directly in the eye because I knew he hated people staring at him.
"Answer me! Why are you late? Say it! " He growled.
I said the words "I am sorry" in sign language. Then I put Pumpkin Custard on the table to show that I was late for cooking.
He picked up the Pumpkin Custard, sneered, and poured it over my head.
"Stop trying to fool me with your ridiculous gestures! I command you to answer me!"
He was so overbearing. I had not said a word in eight years. All the evidence pointed to me being mute. But Austin was trying to force a mute to speak.
The custard fell from my hair to my neck and my clothes. Austin threw away the empty bowl.
"Do you know that I had to touch that damn slave with my hands because you were LATE. It sucks! And YOU caused all of this!"
He wiped the blood from his fingers with my face and then pinched my chin.
"do not pretend to be mute. Answer me with your mouth, WHY are you late?"
I was forced to look up and meet his eyes.
Austin had a fake eyeball made of sapphire and resin placed in his left eye. The blue of the sapphire was pure and beautiful. His right eye, however, was natural grey-blue.
I tried not to stare at his left eye, but it was hard for me to ignore the weirdness.
Austin's left eye was charming and calm, while his right eye was filled with hatred and anger. Austin's face made me feel uncomfortable even though it was extremely good looking.
Austin was so arrogant and sensitive that my deliberate avoidance of his gaze angered him as well.
"Why do not you look me in the eye? You despise me, huh? How dare you belittle me?"
He picked up the spoon and placed it under my left eye, threatening me, " Will you make a sound if I gouge out your eyeballs?"
My heart started to beat faster.
I know he is capable of anything bad. He is definitely a nutcase!
" Why did you waste so much time making that damn custard while I ordered you to bring up a spoon?
Oh damn it! I suddenly realized that the bitch Abby had done this to me on purpose. She had delivered the wrong Austin's orders to me.
"Answer me!" Austin continued to yell down.
"I... I..." I moved my lips, but no sound came out.
I raised my hand and tried to explain in sign language.
"No! Answer me with your mouth!"
"Does your mouth exist only to eat? There is no need to have a tongue if you do not need to talk." Austin suddenly stuck his fingers in my mouth and tried to yank out my tongue.
I was dreadfully afraid. I subconsciously bit him.
"Ouch!" he snarled as he withdrew his hand, "How dare you bite me?"
**Elizabeth's POV** * Oh no! I had totally pissed him off! I turned to run. Austin yanked me by the hair and dragged me into his arms. "You want to run away after messing with me? Do you know the cost of pissing me off?" Austin aimed the spoon at my eyes. It had touched my eyelashes. "No, no..." I mouthed the word with silence. Someone barged in just as I was closing my eyes in fear. "So you are here! Elizabeth!" Brandon drunkenly pushed open the door, "I have been looking for you for a long time." Brandon acted like he was completely blind to Austin as he handed me an empty bottle, "Go get me some booze." "Get out of here, drunkard!" Austin shouted angrily at his brother. "Oh Austin, you are also here," Brandon smirked and tug Austin's arm, "Come on, lend her to me for a while, it will not take too long." Austin shrugged off Brandon's hand in annoyance, "can not you see I am punishing her?" "I can SEE but I do not care. I want a drink now. I want her to buy me a drink rig
**Elizabeth's POV** * I ran for a long, long time after leaving Austin's room, not stopping to exhale until I made sure Austin could not catch up to me. But my heart was still beating fast. This life sucks, and I hope it ends soon. How long do I have to put up with this? Two more months. I will declare war on black river pack the day I turn 18 and gain my wolf and strength. What if I still do not get my wolf on my 18th birthday? It is pretty simple. If I really am one of those unlucky guys who was born without a wolf, then I am completely desperate. A desperate girl will do even scarier and crazier things. Hopefully I can get through these two months without anything like today happening again. I need to stay away from Austin. Maybe next time I will not be so lucky to meet Brandon who just happened to come looking for me. Just thinking about Brandon made my emotions mixed. I will never forget the first impression Brandon left on me. In my memory, he was gentle, kind, handso
**Elizabeth's POV** * The teacher's growl once again surprised me out of my dream. This time, without waiting for an apology, the teacher pointed at the door and said, "Get out!" I sighed, grabbed my textbook and notebook and walked out of the classroom. To be honest, I really cherished the opportunity to go to school. But last night Abby asked me to catch mosquitoes for her. I only got a total of three hours of sleep. With my severe lack of sleep, it was really hard for me to stay awake during such a boring class. Can you believe the teacher was just teaching us addition and subtraction? I will be 18 soon, not 8. But we are still learning the elementary school curriculum so far. Our class is what is a so-called special class. Most of my classmates are werewolves with mental deficiencies, or mute like me, or deaf and dumb like Carolina. Carolina and I had previously studied in normal classes. However, out of jealousy, Abby asked Luna to put us in special classes. She said that
**Elizabeth's POV** * I protested silently over and over again, even though I could not make a sound, "NO! I AM NOT!" "Looks like dummy is not convinced," Abby smiled even more smugly when she saw my angry expression, "It seems she will not admit to stealing until we find incriminating evidence..." "Cindy! Lisa! Search her!" With Abby's command, the three of them started ripping my clothes. I suddenly realized what they were truly aiming to achieve. They wanted to undress me in front of everyone! They wanted to humiliate me by making me naked! They never wanted to find gold coins on me! I was struggling to protect my clothes from being taken off. But it was hard for me to stop their six hands alone. I turned my help-seeking gaze to the teacher, however, he just turned his head and pretended not to see anything. And the other onlookers had excited looks on their faces. They had no intention of helping me. They just wanted to get some entertainment out of me. I was completely d
**Austin's POV** * My wolf was in a constant state of restlessness. It had been acting very excited since the moment Elizabeth walked into the classroom. "Mate... .mate... I can feel our mate..." My wolf murmured. "Nonsense." I corrected it, "You must be out of your mind, you horny beast." "Mate. . mate... I can smell her scent. She is behind us..." It still persisted. Behind me was Brandon's seat. Now Elizabeth is sitting there. "I do not feel anything. No mate bond. No mate. STOP TALKING BULLSHIT." I whispered insults to it. After a few seconds, it became restless again. "I can feel it, Brandon's wolf is as excited as I am. It smelled the scent of mate too. It was so happy as to jump up and down." I fell silent. Brandon and I are twins. My wolf and Brandon's wolf are damn twins, too. The telepathy between their beasts was more acute than Brandon's and mine. I knew my wolf was not lying. It could sense Brandon's wolf's agitation. I could not help but watch Brandon's react
**Elizabeth's POV** * "Fire Wolf, a type of werewolf that almost only exists in legends. They are said to be covered in flames and can breathe fire. All in all, they are very bizarre. We can not confirm if this race really exists. But there are references to them in the literature." I quickly wrote down everything the teacher mentioned. I was almost fascinated by everything he said. I never knew that the world I lived in was so rich and diverse. I wished he would say more, but then the bell rang. I had to keep my notebook and leave. Even though I had all the knowledge in my head, I was very sad to leave this class behind. I don't know if I will have the chance to listen to the teacher's lessons in the future. "Remember not to be late tomorrow,"Brandon said suddenly, with his eyes closed. I nod my head. Did Brandon mean that I could come back tomorrow and take notes for him? I hope I understood correctly. I am already looking forward to tomorrow. **Abby's POV** * I wanna slas
**Elizabeth's POV** * The way Damien behaved made me feel a little better about him too. He was not one of those dudes who was in heat all the time. He seemed like the only person in the class besides me who was interested in knowledge. After class, he walked by Brandon's seat. To my surprise, he suddenly complimented me on my notebook, "Excellent handwriting!" This is the first time I have ever received a compliment. I did not know how to respond. He did not laugh at me for my dumbness, but smiled at me gently and made me feel warm. It seems that not everyone in the Circle Tower Pack is an asshole. As for Brandon, I have always wanted to have a serious talk with him sometime. I want to ask him if He is always helping me in secret. Unfortunately, Brandon is in a constant state of drunkenness. He was even drinking in class. I can not communicate with a drunk guy. I could only cherish this rare opportunity to sit in on a normal class and carefully wrote down every word the teac
**Elizabeth's POV***I waited for Brandon's rant and scolding, but he did not do it.He just fished a few books out of the drawer, tossed them to me, and went back to sleep.I took several deep breaths before I picked up the books. They were not textbooks. They were obviously checked out from the library.Not everyone has the right to enter the library. Because many books in the library are confidential.And the three books Brandon gave me were World Geography, Warrior Combat Skills, and Medicine Encyclopedia.My heart was so excited that it was about to pop out of my mouth.I quickly put the books into my book bag. I felt like I had a priceless treasure. "Thanks," I said in a very, very low voice.I swear I did not make a sound, but Austin glanced back at me.His unfriendly gaze scanned back and forth between Brandon and me, "Were you guys just talking?"I shook my head.Austin furrowed his brow and said in a threatening tone, "do not let me catch you pretending to be dumb and dece