Reyna's POV
Sameness of the cold, hard ground beneath me, I stretched, trying to shake off the stiffness. I winced as my muscles protested the uncomfortable sleeping arrangements.
Irvin noticed my discomfort in my ankle and knelt beside me "Hey, do you want a massage?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.
My face lit up with gratitude. "That would be wonderful, thank you."
Irvin's skilled hands began to work out the knots in my muscles, his touch gentle yet firm. I closed my eyes, letting outa sigh of relief as his fingers eased the tension in my neck and shoulders.
Gerald and Liam watch, smiling, as Hunter works his magic. If only they knew how much I love massages and how relaxed I become, if only for a moment. It almost didn't feel as if we were in a cage a
