052: Territorial

Waking up in Seth's arms like this felt right and Gwen felt exhilarated as she snuggled closer in his arms, however, the grumbling sound of his stomach reminded her of the hunger she had been suppressing. With a sigh, she tore herself from his arm without waking him up.

Gwen grimaced as soon as she stood on her feet, grunting at the ache on her joins. She sauntered over to Seth's wardrobe and got herself a shirt that fell to her lower thigh.

Inhaling the scent, she unhurriedly walked out of the bedroom and entered the living soon after, and dragged her legs to the kitchen. Gwen grabbed herself an apple, sat on the stool beside the counter, and happily ate. However, she froze at the fourth bite at the sound of the front door opening. Gwen stood up and headed towards the front door but halted at the familiar face staring back at her with shock.

Tatiana gaped widely, scanning Gwen over. "Y-you-,"

Gwen tilted her head. Equally scanning Tatiana over. The last time she saw her was in the a