~Hazel~
Luciano closed his eyes and ran his fingers through the hair. Heaving a deep sigh, he looked me deep in the eyes and held my hands.
"It has never crossed my mind if I will ever let the slaves go or not, Hazel."Luciano said and my heart dropped into my stomach when I heard his words.
I pulled my hands from his and stepped back,my eyes welling up.
"Why? Why do Lycans always think that they're braver than werewolves and half-breeds?"I asked and tears flowed from my eyes.
It hurt me so deeply when I heard his words. My mother was a werewolf, I'm so sure that she would be one of the many slaves in the South if she could be alive. I was supposed to be a slave too because I'm a half-breed, not only a slave but the forbidden creature who was supposed to face the wrath of her parent's
