[Carmen]
By the time everyone started arriving, the bite Rock gave me didn’t hurt as much, but it was still there. I wondered if it was because wounds made by other supernaturals took longer to heal. He nearly broke my skin with the bite, but it felt so good.
When I picked out my clothes, I chose a dress that showed off my shoulder. I didn’t mind if people saw it. It was healing, but just not as fast as I thought it should. That was fine with me. My mate was so impassioned that he had to bite me. It was a very werewolf thing.
Everyone started arriving around five in the afternoon. No one commented about the mark until Pyla got there. She gasped when she saw me.
“Are you alright?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m fine. Are you?”
“That bite looks painful.”
I chuckled and ran my hand over it
