Episode 5

He was in his room at the safe house. The hunting earlier had been stressful that he had slept the whole day out till the next day.

 The door to the front room stood shut. A chair waited next to the bed, empty. He sat up, pushing the covers down, and saw that he still wore his dirty clothes. 

A short stick held the window open a few inches, letting in fresh air and the sound of Myra's laughter, his wolf ears could bear things that where far away. She must have been in the council room.

Rolland must be telling stories, he thought

A tub of bathwater, soap, and clean towels sat in the center of the small room. A clean outfit of his black cape  was folded and stacked neatly on the chair. The bathwater looked deliciously inviting. He dipped his hand in and found the water warm. 

Rolland, his beta must have sensed when he would wake. Knowing how careful Rolland was, it didn't really surprise him.