Ravishing.

She stepped out the shower, her hair tied in a bun, wet from neck to toe, a cloud of steam pooling around her. She walked to pick the towel that hung on a hanger, but stopped before a huge mirror taking in her appearance.

The figure she saw in the mirror shocked her to her bones. The person before her was practically glowing under the golden bathroom light, the droplets of warm water that stuck to her skin, accentuating the look.

She turned slightly, checking her back and bottom, admiring the way her skin glistened under the lights.

She looked ravishing, alittle too much.

Was it because she'd found her mates?

It sounded like the only plausible reason in her opinion. Not because she wanted to cheesy or anything, but because she could remember how pale she had always looked, no matter how many or what kind of supplements and vegetables she took.

But now, seeing her skin looking sumptuous and alive felt really strange.