C54 CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

Enya pov

My cheeks burn; I feel like all the blood running through my body will end up in my face. I hide behind Vincent as the shirt is rolled up, and I don't want anyone here to see me half-naked. Besides, something tells me way too many shifters would ask me about my scars. And that's not a topic I want to talk to anyone about; if anything, I'd rather forget the fact and keep hiding it