The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 184

Draven stared at his mate, his expression colder than usual, upon seeing her silly state. She was squirming nervously under his gaze with a lowered head, but he could see the tip of her nose was a bit red due to her colliding against him head on, which was further reddened after she rubbed it with her hands.

He had long known that humans were delicate creatures, but what he could not understand was how often his mate injured herself or put herself in a situation where she’d be hurt. It was absurd. It seemed as if every time he saw her, she was in some sort of pain. Even now, though she was pretending to ignore the soreness of her nose in front of him, he could clearly see she wasn’t succeeding.

He stepped towards her and in reflex, she stepped back. It was an instinctual move for her now to step away from him whenever he would close the distance between them.

‘I’m yet to grow immune to his scent!’ she panicked, but then upon seeing the look in his eyes, her panic grew. ‘Why is he glaring? Did I upset him again?’

“Stay still!” he said in a calm but authoritative voice that left no space for others to disobey him. Thus, when he took a step towards her this time, she obediently stood in place as per his order.

Draven raised his hand towards her face, causing her to flinch and close her eyes instinctively in fear despite not knowing what he was up to.

The next moment, she felt something gently brushing the tip of her nose and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the tip of his finger was emitting a soft glow.

‘What did he do?’ she wondered and caught him muttering, as if he were talking to himself.

“You have already proven how clumsy you can be and how much you love to hurt yourself. Silly human, there is no need to hide your pain and pretend otherwise.”

The look in Ember’s eyes changed. This time, there was no fear in them, and they clearly showed how displeased she was with his words.

‘Is he for real? He thinks I love to hurt myself?’ she frowned inside.

Draven could clearly see the anger appearing in those beautiful eyes. ‘So she knows how to get angry.’

“We don’t punish anyone here for their clumsiness. Being clumsy is a shameful punishment in itself,” he continued, only to anger her more.

She took a step back while glaring at him, who still had his usual expressionless face. The more she stared at that annoyingly handsome face, the more she found it difficult to suppress her anger.

“Your Majesty,” she forced herself to say, “I am not clumsy.”

“We also don’t punish people here for telling a white lie.”

“It’s not a lie.”

“If you say so.”

However, his tone clearly indicated that he didn’t trust her words.

“I really am not clumsy,” she pressed as she felt offended by his patronizing tone. “Neither am I a liar.”

Being tagged as clumsy was annoying already, but to be deemed a liar? She could not accept it.

Draven didn’t react to her growing anger as he even found himself curious about her reaction. It was a side of her he had never seen before. However, he decided to drop the matter for now. “I heard you say something about ‘we need to consummate the bond’ before you bumped into me. What is that about?”