Marcellus POV
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He had a wide smile on his face when Odessa opened her room door. Yes, he most times faked emotions and mirrored people but there was just something... Different about Odessa.
She was still annoying and still had fragile emotions that made Marcellus feel like he wanted to throw up, but at least she wasn't like the stuck-up wolves in the pack.
Anyway, Odessa's lips parted when she saw Marcellus, her eyes going to his face.
As for Marcellus, he soon realized an important detail about Odessa. She had nothing but a towel on and her blonde hair was wet, signifying that she just got out of the bathroom.
"B– Beta Marcellus, what are you doing here?" Odessa finally found the strength to ask, an awkward smile on her face.
Marcellus didn't let himself get carried away by staring at her body and luscious skin for too long before he cleared his throat.
