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Isis

“ Isis? ”

The hard whisper calling my name broke the silence of the bedroom as I felt something soft touch my nose.

“Isis, wake up!”

“Hmmm?”

I moved my hand across my face, feeling the tickling fur drift against my skin before slowly opening my eyes. Quan’s black paw was hovering over my face before he began extending his claws in and out.

“Q-Quan?” I muttered, turning my face into the sheets to rub and wipe. “Why are you pawing at my face? I don’t like that.”

“It’s been four whole damn hours. Nonstop,” he hissed. I turned back to look at him as I snuggled deeper into the sheets.

“Okay?”

Turning over, I grabbed my phone to see the time. It wasn’t even three o’clock yet. Once Namir showed up, we kind of just ended the meeting and everyone went upstairs to their individual rooms. Quan was apparently the only one who couldn’t sleep and now I had to suffer.

“Isis,” Quan called out again with his paw cupping my face. I smacked his arm away before sitting up and yanking the lamp light on.

“I told you about putting that nasty paw on my face. You’ll cause my to break out–––”

“Do you not hear it? Am I the only one that hears these two fucking for hours?!”

“Okay and?!” I retorted before falling back down on the bed with a yank of the sheets to my throat. “Werewolves are literally made up of piss and cum. No surprise there.”

“Yeah, you would know,” he grumped. “I’m this close to scratching at their door. I already stuck my hand underneath it.”

I closed my eyes, hearing absolutely nothing but the tiniest sound of bed springs bouncing. If I listened hard enough, I may be able to hear it consistently but it wasn’t enough to wake up and bitch about. Every room had some sort of silencer spell on it that activated after a certain hour. It was to prevent snores and music from escaping through the walls. So in reality, Namir probably was in fact tearing Maggie up and she’s hollering and screaming but we would never know. You had to have the most sensitive pair of ears to hear them because as far as I knew, the entire house was asleep .

“Quan, we are done pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend.” I yawned. “I appreciate you. I’m glad you and my brothers get along…you’re their exact type, in fact…but now it's done. Go talk Souxie’s ears off…not mine.”

“Why does it have to be done?” He pressed.

Just as I closed my eyes, they popped back open to look at him again. He was sitting upright, staring me down with those bright vertical eyes before lifting his front paw up to lick and clean.

“The sex I mean…You and I would have been fucking against the door,” he boasted as he continued to lick. “I would have had you screaming for your life fucking with me.”

It didn’t take long for me to have my bedroom door slammed in Quan’s face with a lock. Just in case he decided to switch and burst back into my room.

“I was just joking, Isis! Damn! It was just a damn joke!” He yelled from the other side.