Chapter 49. A Gift From Mr. Carter

Silvia POV

Pain was the first sensation that greeted me when I woke up—a dull ache radiating from my back as if I’d been attacked by some monstrous beast.

I snapped open my eyes abruptly.

The room was bathed in the dim, gray light filtering through half-open curtains.

I tried to move but immediately winced, a soft groan escaping my lips. “Oh fuck..”

My body ached like I’d been through a violent shift on a full moon.

Every joint protested, every muscle carried that peculiar mixture of soreness and satisfaction. When I attempted to stretch, I instantly regretted it—my thighs, my ass, my lower back, everything ached.

“Moon Goddess, what did we even do last night...”

The thought died halfway as I turned my head to look at my body, my eyes widening instantly.

Mate marks — they were everywhere.

And not just on my neck—that would have been merciful.

The marks extended from my chest down to my abdomen, even my thighs.<