Bec’s P.O.V.
Once the water started to get cold, I got out and dried myself, feeling how besides my wolf’s healing, the hot water had done wonders for my sore muscles and, right now, I felt better than ever. I stopped in front of the mirror to comb my hair, when my attention was drawn to my neck, as a half-moon shaped mark stood out on my skin, almost smiling at me in a shade darker than my own skin. My mark, the mark that would show the world that I belonged to Archer for now and forever. And I couldn’t help but smile widely at it, as my heart fluttered once more. I got dressed in a pair of jeans shorts and a grey tshirt. I stepped into my sandals, as I picked a hair tie from the backpack and made myself a high ponytail, smirking at myself and wondering if everybody else would be able to
