When Kain returned to his chamber, he returned with Lucy on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, clawing and kicking, yet dropped her on the bed rather gently.

"You bald headed pig!" She screamed at him, tossing pillows at his head.

Kain grunted. Were they really back here? Tossing pillows, swearing at each other? He rolled his eyes at her petulance.

"First, I'm not baldheaded. And I'm pretty certain that my mild OCD takes me out of the comparison to a pig. A handsome wolf might as well fit my description." He tried to sound charming, but his intentions were not delivered, as another fluffy pillow hit him in...