Several hours later.
" …. This is my time …. Mmmm," a melodious voice sounded from the bathroom, a blurry silhouette barely visible through the steamed glass.
This blurry figure was none other than Amabel who was taking a shower after waking up around 11 am. She woke up feeling quite invigorated despite the tiring adventure she partook with her lover.
That was one of the wonderful things she loved about Valentine. He was very considerate, and every single time they do it, he would always make sure to apply some medicine on her. By the time she opens her eyes, her body wouldn't be feeling as if it was hit by some mega train.
The pain will still linger as a reminder but not to the extent of making her slumber in bed as if she has been crippled. Of course, her skin was covered by colorful hickeys which was evidence of how much of a biter and a wolf Valentine was.
