Chapter 6 Gouge Out Your Eyeballs

• **Elizabeth's POV**
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• I went back to the kitchen to make another bowl of Pumpkin Custard. This time I did not squeeze sock water into it.
• I was not that audacious. After all, there are very few guys as stupid as Abby.
• I walked past the mountain of clothes with the bowl and sighed.
• Hopefully Austin will not give me a hard time and let me come back and do the laundry soon. I do not want to do this all night long.
• When I came to Austin's room, I put my ear to the door and eavesdropped for a while.
• There appeared to be no growling, no screaming. It meant that Austin had no plans to torture anyone, Nor was he torturing anyone.
• It should be safe for me to go in now.
• "Knock, knock."
• "Come in."
• Austin's voice sounded peaceful.
• Safe.
• I gently pushed the door open. As soon as I stepped in one foot, I saw a slave on the floor, unconscious.
• The slave's face was covered in blood. One of his eye sockets was empty. His eyeball had been gouged out.
• I was startled and looked up to see Austin standing there wiping his bloodied fingers with a tissue.
• So, he just gouged out this slave's eyeball with his fingers?
• I failed to anticipate that he was done torturing people.
• I glanced at the unconscious slave on the ground and could not help but shiver.
• He looked so miserable that I felt scared. But he could not arouse my sympathy. Because most of the slaves here are rogues from the previous invasion of Blue Moon Pack.
• Eight years ago, Alpha did not kill all the rogues, but left some of them as slaves, making them work for the Black River Pack.
• Alpha ordered the tongues of the slaves to be cut out to prevent them from communicating with each other. Obviously, the slaves have a lower status than Omega, although both work for the black river pack.
• To be precise, Omega is a member of the Black river pack. And slave is the captive of black river pack.
• As for me, all members treat me as slave, although I live with Omega, because of the mute commonality I have with slaves. And Alpha DOES NOT correct everyone's misconceptions about me.
• I hate all slaves, and every time I see them, I have to fight to control myself not to kill them.
• Austin also hates slaves. his left eye was blinded by a rogue attack.
• He will not hesitate to gouge out slaves'eyeballs whenever they do something wrong in front of him. He takes pleasure in revenge and tormenting the rogues.
• Usually he used a spoon to gouge out the eyeballs, and this was the first time I saw him use his fingers.
• He saw me and hooked his finger to let me pass. His expression was contemptuous as if he were summoning a dog.
• "Why are you late?" Austin chided me.
• I lowered my head and pretended to feel guilty. I did not look him directly in the eye because I knew he hated people staring at him.
• "Answer me! Why are you late? Say it! " He growled.
• I said the words "I am sorry" in sign language. Then I put Pumpkin Custard on the table to show that I was late for cooking.
• He picked up the Pumpkin Custard, sneered, and poured it over my head.
• "Stop trying to fool me with your ridiculous gestures! I command you to answer me!"
• He was so overbearing. I had not said a word in eight years. All the evidence pointed to me being mute. But Austin was trying to force a mute to speak.
• The custard fell from my hair to my neck and my clothes. Austin threw away the empty bowl.
• "Do you know that I had to touch that damn slave with my hands because you were LATE. It sucks! And YOU caused all of this!"
• He wiped the blood from his fingers with my face and then pinched my chin.
• "do not pretend to be mute. Answer me with your mouth, WHY are you late?"
• I was forced to look up and meet his eyes.
• Austin had a fake eyeball made of sapphire and resin placed in his left eye. The blue of the sapphire was pure and beautiful. His right eye, however, was natural grey blue.
• I tried not to stare at his left eye, but it was hard for me to ignore the weirdness.
• Austin's left eye was charming and calm, while his right eye was filled with hatred and anger. Austin's face made me feel uncomfortable even though it was extremely good looking.
• Austin was so arrogant and sensitive that my deliberate avoidance of his gaze angered him as well.
• "Why don't you look me in the eye? You despise me, huh? How dare you belittle me?"
• He picked up the spoon and placed it under my left eye, threatening me, " Will you make a sound if I gouge out your eyeballs?"
• My heart started to beat faster.
• I know he is capable of anything bad. He is definitely a nutcase!
• " Why did you waste so much time making that damn custard while I ordered you to bring up a spoon?
• Oh damn it! I suddenly realized that the bitch Abby had done this to me on purpose. She had delivered the wrong Austin's orders to me.
• "Answer me!" Austin continued to yell down.
• "I... I..." I moved my lips, but no sound came out.
• I raised my hand and tried to explain in sign language.
• "No! Answer me with your mouth!"
• "Does your mouth exist only to eat? There is no need to have a tongue if you do not need to talk." Austin suddenly stuck his fingers in my mouth and tried to yank out my tongue.
• I was dreadfully afraid. I subconsciously bit him.
• "Ouch!" he snarled as he withdrew his hand, "How dare you bite me?"
• Oh no! I had totally pissed him off!
• I turned to run. Austin yanked me by the hair and dragged me into his arms.
• "You want to run away after messing with me? Do you know the cost of pissing me off?"