Mated

Karen was woken up by wolve’s howling from afar. Without further ado, she slipped off the purple covers and trailed her toes on the floor in search of her slippers. When she finally found them, and slipped her feet into them, she stretched a little and did her normal chores. She spread the bedsheetes,folded the covers and arranged her pilows. When done, she pressed her palms throuhout the whole bed and then walked to the bathroom for a shower.

She found her bathtub was alreadly full of water and she assumed that maybe, Harriet had decided to prapare her bath. She had warned her from doing so but she was so adamant and couldn’t followe what she had asked her to do. She diped into the bathtun and exhailed when the warm water rose, wetting her whole body, relaxing her tired muscles.

After the quick warm shower, she grabbed a towel from the hanging’s and dried her bosy. When she was about to retreat back to her room, she stood for a while listening to the approaching shuffling sounds. Som