MARTIN'S POV
The bathtub was the perfect place to take a light nap, and it was hard not to surrender to the moment, especially when it was freezing and the water was boiling. It wasn't long before I adjusted the position of my body and head and finally closed my eyes, trying to take a few minutes of peace and reflection.
"Martin," I heard a voice call out, but I ignored it, continuing with my eyes closed, trying to take advantage of my little time. "Martin," the voice called once again; it was a male voice; besides, I ignored it. Then the voice sounded again. "Martin." At that moment, already tired of listening, I opened my eyes. I was faced with the figure of a werewolf that had completely changed my life.
I jumped out of the tub in fright, trying to cover myself, as if that situation
