William got dressed and I went to bathe. I’m still self-conscious of my scars. I run into Liam who's wandering in the kitchen literally shovelling meals in his mouth.

He stopped and looked up at me. “Are you hungry? Should I get you a plate?” He asked, looking embarrassed.

“Oh no, I’m not hungry. I'm just thirsty.”

I then went to the fridge and a bottle of water.

“Oh hey, I want to tell you something. I've observed you are a bit self-conscious about your scars. It's tough but I heard some werewolves can thicken their skin so their scars don’t show. I don't know if your wolf is strong...