Erik slept but was on constant guard. His wolf had left him a few times and chased off some of the more sinister things. Spiritual form or not it was a deadly and dangerous foe. He would never know it though because he strongly thought he was just a lycanthrope. Her mother said otherwise but he didn't agree with that. If he was a demon wouldn't he be something like those monsters that had been his parents? He held onto her with one arm around her back as they slept. His arm fell back onto his chest as she got out of the bed. The smell of food and the lack of her cooler warmth is what roused him from his sleep. He got up and went to the bathroom. Then headed towards the food. Smelling it as he stretched. "Morning Honey." He said in a half asleep voice. "Smells good in here."