But Lawrence hadn't come back. I had constantly sniffed the air, hoping to pick up his scent. I could smell Grace, Connor, even Mark. But I couldn't pin him. It made no sense to me and I finally gave up, enjoying the rest of my night.
                          
I knew he wasn't in the house. I couldn't hear him or smell him. And it wasn't hard to hear him in a place this quiet. He was a freaking tower.
                          
I looked down, dimly realizing I was still in my outfit Khandi had given me. I sighed and decided it was time to help these aching muscles. I slowly got up off the bed and went to the bathroom. It was time to try out the wolf paw tub.
                          
I turned the water on letting the tub fill as I undressed and took the pins out of my hair. I placed them on the counter, heading over to the tub. I put my foot in and hissed. My feet were killing me. My wolf was howling with laughter. Shrugging it off I got in the tub and shut the water off.
                          
My muscles were screaming at me. I had to remember that dancing in heels was never a good idea. Ever. I leaned against the indent to create part of the paw, looking up at the ceiling. I signed and my thoughts went to Lawrence.
                          
I had to figure why he was...the he is. He's so bipolar. And he seemed to know Grace really well. Did they always fight? Was she always trying to challenge his authority? I could always try and get answers from Khandi. But they all seemed like they loved using riddles as answers.
                          
My mind went to earlier, before the party. He'd known I was a white wolf. Though we may be in our human form, our wolves knew what another looked like. It was the way wolves knew who their Mate was. And why were white wolves known to be so violent? My wolf wasn't like that. Yeah, she was stubborn. But she wasn't violent when it came down to it.
                          
My eyes closed as the water lapped at my skin around me. I had to figure out who wanted me dead so bad. And whoever it was, they were going to pay what they did to Addelynn. 
                          
My door creaked open and I jumped up, water sloshing out of the tub. I didn't see anyone, and whoever it was, I couldn't smell them yet. I shrank into the water as a figure came around the door.
                          
"Hurting?"
                          
Lawrence's musical voice filled my ears and my wolf howled with laughter again. I shushed her as I kept my body under the water, watching him come toward me.
                          
"Excuse you," I snapped. "I'm already paranoid enough. You couldn't have said it was you?"
                          
He waved it away. I groaned and laid back against the toe of the paw. I made sure to keep my body under the water. I could feel his stare on my face. I sighed and looked at him.
                          
"What?"
                          
"You hide your body from your Mate?" He asked quietly, looking at me with harsh eyes.
                          
"No, I hide my body from assholes who choke slam me into walls," I snapped. "My throat still hurts."
                          
His face grew hard. I huffed and dunked my head under the water. After a moment I surfaced, breathing in deeply and using a washcloth to wipe the water off of my face. I looked at Lawrence, whose face was still twisted with fury.
                          
I didn't move, still keeping my body beneath the water. I matched him stare for stare until my wolf whimpered. I didn't budge.
                          
"I am your Mate," he ground out. "You dare-"
                          
"I dare what?" I interrupted him. "I just met you for the first time a few days ago. I barely know you. And you've already choke slammed me into a wall. Did you forget that?"
                          
He stomped over to me and grabbed my hair, yanking back. I cried out, my heart beating faster. His grip hurt and my folicles were screaming in protest. I felt myself raise a little bit, as though he was trying to yank me out of the water.
                          
Panicking, I raked my nails across his face. My wolf was desperately trying to get me to stop and give him what he wanted. But I refused. I wasn't just to have sex with. He needed to be little nicer to me. And he's been nothing but an ass.
                          
He released me, cursing. I quickly got out of the bath and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around myself as he tried to clear his vision. I made my way to my room. Tears streaked my cheeks. I had no way out. I didn't know the house very well and the drop from the balcony would hurt, even for a wolf. Plus, I haven't figured out how to unlock them...
                          
I turned to see Lawrence's imposing figure in the doorway. His face is a twisted mask if rage, nail marks raking his face. I swallowed and backed up to the window. Oh dear goddess why...
                          
He stalked toward me and stood before me, his eyes black eyes boring into mine. "What the hell was that?" He demanded lowly.
                          
"Leave me alone," I begged quietly. "I don't want to be around you unless you plan on answering my questions."
                          
He took in a long, deep breath, gritting his teeth. "You little, ungrateful..." He blew out his breath and backed away. "Get to bed. And leave me alone tomorrow."
                          
He left, the door slamming. What was it about this room that brought out the monster in him? My wolf whimpered, noticing it as well. I dropped my towel and got dressed. Sobbing I went over to my bed and laid on top of it, grabbing my quilt. I waved it out, laying beneath me as I cried myself to sleep.
                          
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A/N: Well. As far as I can see...I might pull this, I might not. I'm not sure yet. Meh.
                          
-D.