This is my first story, critics welcome.

I could see me being in apartment made her uneasy; though weather it was me being my father's hit man or a dominate wolf, it was hard to tell.

As she unlocked the door and walked in I noticed the state of her apartment; the floors were hardwood, but had few pieces of furniture only which seemed to be a futon, card table, and a pair of folding chairs. The kitchen and bathroom seemed to share the same quality.

She pointed out the very noticeable bathroom to me, while I asked her about her work tomorrow, and then started for the bathroom.

While I walked the short distance to the bathroom, as she started for what looked to be a closet, I thought of ways to make her trust me and calm her wariness.

It ate at me, I could see something had happened to her making her as she was now, but had no idea how to help or even bring it up. My Brother Wolf growled, giving me an idea; she wasn't to keen around me, but what about him? Immediately upon thinking this, brother wolf howled his agreement.

Soon I was opening the door (he must be a smart doggy ;3) and creeping through the opening. I could see Anna crouched beside an old worn blanket fixing it into a makeshift bed. Already I could tell she planned to sleep on the floor, while I took the small futon.

"You can take the bed," she told me.

…As if. By the time she had spoken I had already decided there was going to be no Anna sleeping on the floor.

So when she turned to me, I had moved eye level with her, letting her take in my appearance and giving her what I hoped she took for a smile. She looked startled and about ready to protest, but before she could I had already jumped onto the pile of blankets and settled myself. Then closed my eyes and waited for her to change in the bathroom and then go to sleep. The way she moved had changed slightly, not nearly as hesitant and careful, more confident and more at ease; and after laying on the futon, soon falling into a quiet slumber. I sighed as I watched her sleeping form; at least it seems I was making progress now. Though I knew I had a long way to go to further gain her trust, and heal the scars on her heart. But I already knew I would , for she may not know bur she was mine, and I take care of what is mine; and who ever put those scared on her heart was going to pay, and pay the would with their lives very soon.

Way harder than I origionally thought to write fanfiction and do a dudes POV, so sorry if its off and slightly crappy :/