I thought I'd get the room to myself.
One night with a bed, a door, and silence. No blood, no growls, no sirens.
But then Mu Qinglan slipped in without knocking, her black hair damp from the shower, her chest stretching the limits of a tight tank top. Her thighs caught the lantern light as she stepped in barefoot, no hesitation or shame.
And behind her?
Yifei.
That bratty blonde followed in with a scowl, her cheeks already pink, muttering something about not wanting to sleep with the others because they snore. She wore her usual clothes, a simple night gown with ribbons. Her skin glowed in the light, smooth and pale. Bare legs and her blonde fur flashed each time she moved.
They didn't say a word to me at first... just looked at me in the darkness.
Qinglan came close and sat beside me, looking down at me, her lips glossy and wet.