Laughing. He was freaking laughing at me! That evil b- no Keira, don't say it. I was starting to get very agitated. I could feel my eye starting to get the idea to twitch like it would in those Japanese comic books (manga). I felt the urge to growl like I would in wolf form, but it only turned into a startled yelp when my naked backside pressed against the very chilly window.

I gasped because not only was the cold seeping through the window curtain on an autumn morning and torturing my poor naked backside, but I suddenly had flesh pressed against my front that was only covered with a sheet. I went to scream, but I was silenced as warm lips pressed over mine. What was going on?

Time freeze, please! Actually, my thoughts were swirling around a thousand miles-per-hour and I had time to get in a lot of analyzing. I kept my lips pressed together even though those warm lips seemed so inviting, but I resisted. My backside was freezing and my front was being molded with a warm, masculine body that was Luke. He had loose jeans on, but his upper half was bare and through the sheet I could feel his abs were solid. So tempting.

But then the assault stopped as a growl ripped through the room and the pressure on my body eased off. I stepped away from the covered window, making sure the sheet covered all around me this time. I looked up to see Luke's back a few feet in front of me. He glanced over his shoulder at me, a bit tense before shaking his head and leaving the room, shutting the door behind him. I was still starring back at the door until Layla showed up a minute later.

"'Ere now child, I brought you some clothes. I've 'gotta feelin' them things will fit you."

I shook my head, focusing on Layla as she took the clothes and placed them on the bed.

"Layla…" I started timidly.

"Yes child?"

"Um… is it possible for me to get a shower?"

"Oh yes! Come on, follow me."

I smiled slightly and went to the bed, gathering the clothes and following out the door- making sure the sheet was still around me. Layla was waiting beyond the door. I followed her to the bathroom, placing my clothes on the edge of the sink. It was a simple bathroom.

The shower was combined with a tub and white in color with silver handles. The sink was marble white with silver handles as well. The floor was white tile with light blue rugs around the toilet and a rug in front of the sink. Sighing, I turned, shut and locked the door, and turned back around, glancing at the rug only to be greeted by a black, almost too thin looking cat with bright auburn eyes.

"Well hello." I murmured to the thing. Cat really, but still.

Its only response was to flick it tail to the side. I grumbled. I had managed to get to like my wolf form and wolfs and dogs mixed and dogs didn't seem to like cats very much. Still, being a shape-shifter I guess I was on equal terms. Though, I didn't much feel like turning to a cat in that instance so I just shrugged and opened the door to let the cat out. All it did was look at me like I was stupid and jumped on the counter next to the sink and curled up against the wall, laying on the counter and underneath the cabinets.

I studied it for a minute, looking in those eyes. The eyes seemed almost to hold human curiosity. Oh hey now. I snickered. Curiosity killed the cat! But satisfaction brought it back, something nagged in my head. Grumbling, I dropped the sheet as the cat closed its eyes. Call me weird, but it did not seem right for a cat holding human curiosity to just lay there and watch me strip.

I turned the shower on, stepping in as the water warmed. I found shampoo and soap, figuring I'd rather be clean than stinking up no matter how infested the soap might be with guy germs. No wonder why women used the shower gel you could but on those fluffy things. Note to self: ask for some or nag them until they let me go shopping.

I took a good hour in the shower -glad the water didn't run cold- and stepped out. The mirrors were fogged, but the cat was nowhere to be found. I grabbed the towel I had placed on the toilet only to bed down to get it when I saw the eyes of that cat behind the toilet. I 'eeped' and grabbed the towel, putting it around me. I sighed since I knew I overreacted and glared at the cat. I don't know if it was me, but the cat seemed smug.

Fifteen minutes later I was dressed and ready to head out of the bathroom, glad for the fresh supplies of a toothbrush, paste, brush, and other necessities that seemed to be freshly stocked since my arrival. I looked into the bottom cabinet to the left of the sink to find it stocked with napkins (pads) and tampons (well… tampons)… you couldn't get anymore girl-prepared than that. Which reminded me I needed to check the calendar soon…

I opened the door to step out, only to have the cat attack my leg. A very un-declawed cat that is. Being fed up with it, I yanked it from my leg and held it out in front of me, careful of the claws to study it. It growled this nasty little growl and made to swipe at my face- which I am happy to say I dodged. Glaring at it, I gripped it tighter.

"Now listen here, so far you're in a house filled with testosterone and only two women with the always given monthly gift. I suggest you straighten up because I'm the only one who might not be all dog-bound enough to keep you safe. Understood?"

The thing just hissed once before slouching. Call me crazy, but I kind of grew a liking to this cat- wherever it came from. I nodded in approval of its relaxed (defeated) form and let it down. I opened the door this time and it darted out, it's tail raised. I quickly looked out to see it head towards my room. Whatever.

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P.S. It seemed like a good stopping point.