THE INVITATION

"Your hand." Carina said rigidly. She still didn't want to see the lycan right in his eyes, afraid the anger would force her to do something that she would regret later.

Without a word, Kace stretched his hand and put it under Carina's line of sight and without a single cue, Carina slashed her small knife on Kace's hand.

Hope gasped when she watched fresh blood spurted from Kace's opened wound. Her gut feeling told her that Carina must've done it on purpose. Because, she didn't need to cut Kace's hand so viciously to make such a deep wound when all she needed was only a drop or two from his blood.

"Don't you think that too much?!" Hope was half screaming at the female centaur as she hastily grabbed Kace's hand and pressed his opened wound, where his blood was dripping out.