Penelope's POV
After dinner, quickly excusing myself from everyone, I walk back toward my room and into the bathroom where I had a long hot shower. My stiff muscles relaxing due to the warm water. I remove my bandage from the shoulder and look at it.
Those filthy rogues have seriously left a big scar there. Sure as a werewolf, I have a quick healing ability but this wound is still here which tells me how dangerous their venom was. I sigh and let the warm water wash over me. I quickly apply soap on me and wash myself before walking out of the best, wearing my night gown.
"What are you doing here?" I ask Dexton who like usual is sitting on the bed.
"Was waiting for you."
"Are you going to sleep here again?" I ask with a raised brow.
"Yup," he shrugs and pulls me closer by wrapping his
