MAYA'S POV

My whole body is in pain. I glance at my ankle, it's seriously bleeding. I’ve injured myself.

Maddox kneels beside me and starts massaging the part of my ankle. As he massages, the wound gradually closes up. And within a few seconds, the pain is gone. There’s no mark to even show I was once injured.

"How did you do that?" I ask, surprised, remembering I once saw him heal himself in the yard.

"Werewolf healing," he replies with a smile and holds me to sit on a stone.

"This ...