Morgan was asleep, Wolf in bed next to her. One arm draped across her waist protectively, the other under his head. A noise in the room next door woke her up, Iris had begged to stay the night with a little girl a few rooms down and Morgan had relented, glad to see her daughter making a friend.
She sat up and glanced at Wolf, then she realized what the noise was. Someone was in the room next door shoving things into a bag or backpack. She slipped from the bed and pulled on a silk robe, she opened the door to the hall just as the figure moved passed in the dark.
"Lacy," She called out softly.
The figure froze, their black hood up and the backpack over their shoulder. Slowly they turned and pushed back their hood, revealing the platinum blonde hair and teary blue eyes.
"Lacy, what are yo
