The Growl

Alexandra Maguire  *Sitting on the side of the tub, she runs her hand under the water to test the temperature then pours in bath bubbles as the tub fills. She begins to remove her clothes, when she feels a light touch softly running down her back. She shivers and turns to find no one is there. The door is closed. Removing the hair clip from her hair, she steps into the bath, slowly descending into the water. Reaching for her washcloth, she runs it along the length of her arm and then the other. Raising her leg up, sliding her hands down through the bubbles, she giggles. Enjoying the warmth of the water, she begins to relax. After a few minutes, she washes herself and emerges from the tub. Drying herself with the towel then taking another wrapping it around her head, she opens the door to the bathroom to walk into the bedroom, as the feeling she was experiencing while in the bath got stronger. Sensing she was not alone, yet her mate is nowhere to be seen. She giggles. Standing by the side of the bed, she towel dry’s her hair and lotions her body. She walks naked across the room to his bureau, stopping briefly hearing the soft sound of a growl. Pulling out one of his t-shirts to slip over her head, the sound of the curtains flapping in the wind caused her to turn. The door leading out onto the balcony was a jar, she walked over to peer out to see her loving warrior looking back at her. {Being on patrol away from the love of his life, he had to see her. He used his breed speed returning to watch her bath - Returning to his post before anyone noticed}*