Rose sighed as she went with him and slid down and shivered.  It was cold outside and her feet instantly felt frozen.  Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes.  She sighed as she was lead to her room and dropped her blanket and moved to it and crawled in and curled up hiding her face.  She was so angry.  So freakin angry.<br/><br/>Damien chuckled as he looked at her.  "Just put your dirties in the hamper over there and they should be washed and returned to you via your closet.  There should be some clothes in there that fit."  He smiled and moved to her and to the bathroom and ran the water so it was warm and he turned to her.  "Be careful when you scrub those wounds and if you feel light headed let me know."  He went to his room that was decorated black.  He sighed and laid on the bed and thought of her.<br/><br/>Roger smiled and nodded.  "Go ahead and stay as long as you want."  He chuckled and ran a hand up and down the glass and looked at her.  He remembered quite vividly watching her naked as she turned from wolf to human.  But he also remembered the slight jealousy that welled within him as she crawled into the arms of his best friend and consummated their love.  It wasn't a strange thing for werewolves.  When the urge hit, it hit and there was nothing that could be done.  But he remembered her body in the moonlight.  In the midst of all those men watching her chuckling and making comments.