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"Daniel!" His name came from her lips in a whispered shock. She couldn't believe he was right there clutching to her window looking really tired. He looked haggard making her wonder what he had gone through to get to her. His hair was a mess and she could see leaves and twigs sticking out of it. His face had some bruises and his eyes spelt tired.

He looked like the male version of an old hag.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in." She snorted with folded arms as she watched Daniel debate within himself if he should enter into the room or just stay clutched to the window.

"Why didn't a wolf drag me in instead?" He sassed back, "Can I come in?" He asked her as he watched her stand with folded arms in a very sheer night gown. He could feel his desire stir.

Focus Daniel! Focus! He chided himself.

"Why do you need my permission to get in?" She smirked, "You already climbed up all the wa