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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">As the wolves entered into the kitchen she noticed Grace taking her leave up along the staircase, it seemed that sleep was on everybody's mind, including Raelyn's. It was hard for her to begin washing up the pot she'd settled in the sink. Her body was telling her that she'd pushed it a little too far, being tired and then giving her energy to heal Lyfe's leg, it was too much in one go. Despite her tiredness, the female noticed the way he seemed to talk to the female of the pack. Thoughts were already running through her mind, so she didn't catch what exactly he'd said to her aside from the very first of his comment. It almost made her twitch. Thankfully, she just scrubbed the pot harder and finished twice as quick as she would've usually done.<br/>
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The witch had packed away what she could when she grabbed the bottle of whisky and stretched for another glass, swiftly pouring herself a double before noticing Lyfe addressing her. The way his gaze met hers caused a warmth to spread within her abdomen. Before her lip could curve too much into a smile, she took a long gulp of the strong liquid to subdue her brief pleasure. He didn't openly out her, and nobody would know... yet. She was too tired to fight him in that moment. They'd kept their non-relationship relationship a secret rather well... Raelyn had only told Anna. Her sister was one of the only people she truly trusted, even if she was dense at times, Anna genuinely loved Raelyn and would protect her secrets. It was just how they were, and how their parents had hoped they'd turn out to be. Two sisters against the world.<br/>
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The female noticed she hadn't given them anything to drink. Considering they seemed to be so broken, she knew just what they may need. The brunette grabbed some orange juice in a pitcher from the fridge, placing it on the table as she squeezed against Lyfe so that she didn't press against the female. Her breasts barely brushed along his shoulder, despite being clothed there was a clear aura from her magic that seeped from her like electricity. Next, she delivered a few glasses. "And if you guys need some help sleeping.." The witch grabbed the bottle of whisky and placed it down beside the orange juice. "I'm off to bed, if you need anything just yell. The spare rooms are on the left wing, up the stairs." She offered a hint of a smile, "Breakfast is usually just after dawn." With that, she turned on her heel and padded out with her rather decent amount of whisky. At least she could find some comfort in that.<br/>
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Once she arrived back at her room, she noticed Anna was perched on her bed. "Something the matter, Anna?" Her younger sister, who had eyes as big as the moon, gazed toward her with a rather cheerful expression. "I heard the werewolves are here?" Raelyn paused slightly, taking a moment to drink the rest of her alcohol before seating herself next to Anna. "Trust me, you don't want to get too involved with werewolves. You should be in bed anyway, work tomorrow." The younger woman gave a slight pout. "Fine, but I get dibs on the cutest one. How is Lyfe, by the way?" Somehow, she knew it would be that pack... she most likely heard them talking. Raelyn grumbled a huff before Anna took the hint and left. She had been close to being thrown out.<br/>
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Raelyn grabbed a book from the antique bookcase right next to the door into her room. She padded over to the bed before settling on stop of the sheets and flicked it open. It was just a leatherbound journal of a witch in her bloodline; it was written beautifully in cursive, the ink was still as black as night but the scroll paper had been tainted by time. It was nice to read how life was back then, how difficult it was. Raelyn usually felt refreshed to know how easy it was in modern times. During her reading, the female sensed something was amiss. It wasn't long before she heard something rattling outside of her window, causing her to frown somewhat. Dismissing it, she simply continued to read. The next time a sound echoed from outside, the woman leaned to the side of the bed and gripped her fingers around a solid wooden object. Carefully, she brought the bat onto the bed, waiting for the moment that the noise would turn into an intruder.</span>