ELLA'S POV
After about thirty minutes of having a long hot bath, I wiped myself dry and waltzed out of the bathroom. My claws felt warm like someone had dipped an entire fireplace into my system.
Lisa and the other lady were positioned a few inches away from the bathroom. One had a bowl in her hand while the other held a tray.
“I trust you enjoyed your bath, Miss Ella Anderson?” Lisa grinned a genuine grin.
I nodded, tightening the knot of the snow-white robe. On the tray Lisa was holding were four cups of different flavored tea. My mouth salivated as my gaze drifted to the chamomile tea.
Lisa noticed how my mood picked up, while my gaze lingered over the cup of hot therapy. She beamed. “Chamomile is a good choice.” She tilted her head.
I reached for the cup of tea and took it to
