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That smell, something about it was familiar to Claudia. As for that presence, she didn’t know what to make of it. Tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder, she glanced around until her gaze stopped. Among all the people around her, she found herself moving in one general direction. Where, she didn’t know but she was going to found out soon enough.

Before long, she stopped right in her tracks as her gaze fell on one specific individual.  

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With a shrug Peter reclaimed his booze. “You’ll soon become a Rom too and, just so you catch up with the memo, that’s what  monisha do.”

He couldn’t care less if she didn’t know his people’s way or if hers were trying to bend all he ever knew about werewolves. All Nic had explained to him. Packs? That was for wolves in National Geographic. He was a werewolf. Lone and wild and belonging only to the wind and the soil under his paws. “That’s a vote of coinfidence you have for your future husband right there.” Torn apart by his so called family-to-be. “Why are you so sure I can’t take them?”

Placing the bottle on the coffe table, he leaned back on the unfamiliar couch, his wary body seeming to melt into it. “She’s a good woman and good mother, but luckily for what she’s got between her legs I’m an only son.” Narrowing his eyes, he seemed to search her for a moment. “How come you don’t seem to feel like shit after the last change?”

Peter simply looked as unimpressed as a man marrying to fulfill his duty could get. So he took another swig of beer, waving his hand as if inviting her to carry on.

“Feel free to discuss it with your people, not me.”

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Of course Claudia recognized his voice, but for a moment she thought she was just hearing things. She had to be. It was when she felt his presence and saw him beside her that it truly hit her, almost literally. Her blue hues widened as her hand rushed to cover her mouth in shock. Do to her surprise, the blonde’s legs seemed to give out from under her causing her to fall to the ground. “It’s really you…”

Send “You should be scared of me.” for my muse’s reaction@dementedoculus

❝It’s still weird being here, do I really have to hop on the weird boat of death though? I wasn’t expecting this to be a real thing..❞

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The mansion seemed strangely quiet that night though is was something Claudia had grown use to. There might have been many creatures residing in the building but they were all to quiet at nature or at lest keep there distance from the blonde for her to only hear the faint sounds only she made. Though at the moment she was to lost in thought to make any sound. 

Memory flashes of the night before would not leave her at peace. Toshinn. She hadn’t seen him since they parted ways after there encounter in the statue room. Just thinking about would make her blush if she was human enough to do so but she wasn’t embarrassed about it in the lest. It not like anything between them would change after that night. She knew how he was, not to mention how she was. There relationship seemed pinned in a state of hate yet loving affection that probably confused the both of them.