VALERIA

I fell asleep a little longer.

However, even though the King told me to rest all day, I'm not the type to spend so many hours in bed.

I walked to the bathroom to wash up, feeling the ache in my sore muscles from all the physical activity.

My thighs were sensitive, and my intimate parts—well, even more so.

Yet, I found myself smiling foolishly in front of the mirror, blushing and satisfied as I traced my fingers over the scars on my face and my swollen lips.

I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, but they seemed less marked, less ugly. It had to be his delicious blood, the one I couldn't get enough of.

I felt sexy and desired, noticing how the marks of his hands were already fading from my skin.

That lycan made me feel alive, like the most beautiful woman in the world.

I got dressed and decided to visit little Edward and head down to find Celine, the Guardian Quinn's sister.

The whole note incident wasn't very smart, so even if we don't get along, I have no choice but to