Using a washcloth from one of the drawers of the wooden cupboard where she had left the blanket on, Scarlett cleaned her body with it. She didn't bathe herself considering the bandage wrapped around her left leg. Putting the clothes on, he grabbed the cover and opened the door. The first thing the professor did was duck her head out to see if someone was there, more specifically the alpha.
"What I'm doing? I didn't do anything wrong", finding the empty hallway, the girl spoke to herself in a convincing voice. She was positive that the alpha had not seen her exposed body. Even if he had, she wouldn't do anything other than whining and cursing and...cursing a lot.
"You should finish the soup. The almonds are also untouched", upon entering the room with no door, the professor came face to face with the bowhead werewolf, standing by the bed.
"I don't like dry fruit", walking over to the wooden slab, the girl throw the sheet on it and sat.
