6 What's Your Name?

The staring competition finally stops when Zyla blinks due to the rising of those eyes.

The person seems to stand up and...

He is the tallest amongst the others standing. It may not be visible, but it is to her. She follows the eyes as it rises, but finally stops staring at it when the sharp light hits her eyes due to the metal that the wolf is wearing and the reflection the sun has on it.

{Whoa! Look at his chest!!!}

His upper body is like a bulldog's chest. It's broad, muscled, but thin and Zyla can't help to take her eyes off him.

She gapes a little at him until a fly passes her face, then she shuts her mouth and snaps back to her senses.

{Silly me! Janice said I shouldn't get carried away by his looks! That's if he's the one}

Zyla held the urge to speak because she really do. She knows she's in obvious danger, so how can she speak?

"Afraid?"

Zyla's eyes widen. His voice is more like an Angel set back for war in Heaven!

You can feel its smoothness and deepness. Does he take something to maintain his voice? Or is it she that's just not getting something?

"The only thing I'll be afraid of is God"

"Then you shouldn't be here" He continues.

{And what can you do if I am? After all, I am sitting in front of you with my hands tied, what can you do?}

Zyla nods like a lizard but her head doesn't seem like it's moving.

"Well, I am. Talking to who I do not know"

"You crossed the line. This place is for wolves"

"Are you a wolf?"

(Her voice makes me feel mocked! Is it because I'm standing in front of her as a wolf?)

"I am"

"Oh really?..." Zyla crosses her legs and with a loud voice

"Prove it"

"Hey, you better watch your mouth!..." A guy with bright green eyes wanted to slap Zyla with insults she has never heard in life verbally, but the blue-eyed wolf shots his arm in front of him, and he immediately stops talking.

"I don't need to prove anything"

"Why? Because you're a mere human?"

Little gasps start to erupt as the male human in front of her starts to get impressed and feel the cool vibe this female hunter wants to display.

He relaxes on the desk in the middle of the room and lets the other humans have their way.

"You want proof? We're gonna give it to you"

A slap landed on the face of Zyla and forced her head to turn to the right side. Other humans came forward and one by one, with green dust being emitted from them, they started becoming wolves of different colors. Zyla doesn't seem to be moved facially.

Which surprises them all.

She raises her head. Slowly pulling out a knife from behind her belt, with her hands tied.

But she feels a smack on her hands, causing the knife to fall to the floor with a clanking sound.

"Think twice before you do that, human" she heard a female voice say from behind her, before receiving a smack on the side of her head.

Zyla turns to see a lady with braces smiling wickedly at her.

{Oh, keep those dirty damn shit in your mouth! It makes me feel sick!}

Her eyes, however, return to the blue eyes human in front of her with glaring eyes.

"I like the way you fight"

{Did he just compliment her? Is he serious?!}

For some reason, the compliment brought great joy to the heart of Zyla.

{Stop it, Zyla! His compliment is nothing to you!}

"Is it because you can't fight that way?"

Her eyes don't miss the sight of his lips widening. Does he find her as someone joking?!

"I can do better"

{Watch it, bastard!}

Zyla keeps it cool. She stares at him as he walks towards her with his white garment, flowing with the breeze that passed by him as he moves. Zyla adjusts her legs, though they are still in the same spot, this act makes the guy smile at her and he bends down to her height.

"Why did you come here?"

Zyla analyzes his face properly.

"Don't do anything stupid, Zyla"

{Oh! You guys are back... Finally!}

"I won't tell you anything until I finish all of you... "

He smiles. His pale white hair that falls but is shoulder lengthened, covers one of his eyes. Making him look even more gorgeous!

"I guessed so"

Zyla furrows her eyebrows in a confused manner.

{What can a bastard like you guess that's right?}

"Meaning you won't be using this"

He takes the ear deposit easily, removing the twist handle from behind her ear.

"Hey, hey! Give it back!"

"And this" someone from behind Zyla forcefully squeezes her left arm and the chip in her blood gushes out with the blood it affected and the person hands it over to the guy in front of her.

{How come?}

He smiles widely.

"You don't think a spy can have their way easily with us, do you?"

{Am I a spy? I'm an assassin crook head!}

Zyla glares at him. Her white hair that blends with her skin makes her look ghostly, and like the assassin that she is.

"Now tell me, what's your name"

Zyla scoffs.

"My name?"

He raises a brow at her in a gentle way, but fearsome eyes.

"Don't think my name will help you in anything"

He takes her by the jaw and draws his face nearer to her.

"What is your name?"

Zyla is reluctant and staring at him like she isn't scared.

{Why me? Why me? Why me?}

His nails seem to grow longer with every second that he waits to hear her name, and this makes his fingers dig into her face painfully.

"Z-Zyla" she groans in pain.

He releases her jaw with a fake, but a charming smile on his face.

{Damn it! Did I just tell him my real name?!}

"What clan are you from?"

Zyla coughs out blood. She gathers a huge amount of blood mixed with her saliva and spits it out on the floor.

Blood dripping down her jaw due to the painful insertion of nails into her jaw.

"Why? You wanna get rid of them?"

Another slap lands on her face. Not coming from him though.

The person that slaps her backs off, seeing the deadly glares being passed unto him by the man in front of her.

"Don't say it, and you get another one"

{Pretence: Oh... I'm scared!}

Freak!

"I'm... "

The man holds his jaw up high and stares directly into her eyes, not wanting to break the eye contact.

"From Kandun"

The guy steps back with his eyes widen in visible shock!

"What? I thought..." he whispers

"Kandun's gone?" Zyla asks

She uses their shock period to take out another knife and quickly cuts the ropes in halves.

"Then you're severely, mistaken"

She gets out of her seat and takes two knives out, all under the neck of the blue-eyed man.

"This is gonna be fun" she whispers.

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