Chapter 6 Healing and Beating

　　I do not know if I can tell the truth. And most importantly, my body hurts. I do not know what to say, so I keep crying. Cody is a little annoyed. He says, “Stop crying and tell me.” I heard that if a girl shows that she is vulnerable, the werewolf will show mercy. 　　“I... I am...sorry...” I continue crying but lower my voice to show that I am obedient. Cody seems to be satisfied with my behavior. Although he sighs impatiently, he takes a damp cloth and starts cleaning the blood on my body. He starts from my neck. I look at him hoping that he will not notice that I am looking at him. His black hair is messy. It looks wild and manly. From his hair, I can imagine that he must be the most handsome Wolf in the world. 　　Suddenly, I feel that my legs are a little itchy. I lower my head to see what is happening. I see that the handsome werewolf seems to be licking my legs. I know I should feel disgusted. After all, it is what I always feel when I am facing werewolves. But this time, it seems that I feel less disgusted. Maybe because I do not want to be beaten again, I accept it silently. I bite my lip to stop screaming, or moaning. 　　He notices that I react. He raises his head and asks me, “Are you feeling better?” He whispers between my legs, heating my legs with warm breaths. I tremble, but this time not because of fear. I almost moan when suddenly, I see that his eyes are as blue as usual. Does he want to fuck me or not? Does he think that he is just helping me to heal the wound? Maybe he doesn’t want to do anything else. 　　Cody pulls my legs apart and continues licking. I think I should be a little afraid. I have not been chosen to be his slave. If he fucks me now, I will not be able to get married to a good boy. Although I am not interested in any boys, I do not want to be commented on because of things that are not my fault. But now it seems that I have no choice other than to wait and enjoy the licking. 　　Cody licks me happily as if I am a yummy jelly. His lips are shining because of his saliva. His mouth sometimes makes the sound of eating soup. Am I so yummy? He goes all the way from my feet to the bottom of my legs. I am a little nervous as I think he is about to tear my underpants and fuck me right now. He stops and looks at me quite calmly. “Can you answer my question now?” 　　“Yes.” I nod. “They beat me because I was bleeding.” Cody frowns and packs up the first aid kit by himself. Suddenly, he thinks of something and raises his head. “What is your name?” 　　“Emelia Lane.” Cody nods. “Look at me..” I will not let him wait too long. I raise my head and look him in the eye. He thinks for a while before he orders, Go stand over there, facing the wall.“ Since I do not want to be beaten again, I do as he orders without hesitation. Although I can not see him, I can feel his eyes roaming my body. 　　“Turn around to face me,” He orders again and I do it. He stares at me for a few minutes and comes up to me. He touches my bruises and wounds, even presses on them hard. I try not to scream and I succeed. I only gasp in pain. I heard him saying, “These bruises seem to be hours ago. Did you get whipped before the ceremony?” 　　Maybe because I kind of trust him that he will not hurt me, I say, “When they were hitting Betty, I tried to stop them. I told you at the ceremony.” I notice that Cody was very angry at first, but later he thinks of something and says, “You are a pathetic human and you should never tell werewolves what to do. You have no power over us. You can not tell us what to do. You are only an object to us werewolves. We can do whatever we want to you.” 　　His eyes look ferocious. I do not understand. When he heard my story at first, he was at my side. Why? Why did he change so quickly? Beyond my expectation, he suddenly turns scary and takes a fist full of my hair, and throws me hard against the wall. My head hit the wall. It was so painful that I was almost fainted. 　　Cody asks a guard to pick me up and drag me out of his office. I am dragged straight to the Slave room where all the girls are. They are talking about what has happened. It seems that no one has stopped them from talking. When I am dragged into the room, the girls are looking at me. I am still in so much pain that I can not hear clearly what they are talking about. 　　“Oh, dear! What happened?” Megan asks me.” Are you OK?“ Betty sits beside me. I try to answer but I can not. I pass out from the pain. When I wake up, maybe hours later, I find that Cody is in the room too. He seems to be talking to someone. He smirks when he sees that I am awake. “She is good now .” I think, “Not that good when I see you.”