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the creature. “What the hell …” he whispered, the disbelief evident in his voice. “What the fuck is that on your window?” he demanded.
    Luna’s whispers resonated like a shout throughout the room as she stared at the monstrous thing scratching at the window. “Don’t ask me stupid questions, Chase. I have no idea”.
    “Well, neither do I, princess, but it doesn’t look too friendly now, does it?” It certainly didn’t. Whatever it was, it was hell-bent in trying to get into the room. Its elongated nails clawed at the window, scores forming in the glass from the ferocity of the scratching. Twin black orbs darted between Luna and Chase, the creature’s mouth closing as it hunched its shoulders bent on its skinny legs on the windowsill.
    The tension built in the room. Neither the unknown creature, Luna or Chase moved an inch. For a moment, the room plunged into eerie silence.
    Until the creature stood as tall as it could get and let out a scream that threatened to turn everyone in a ten mile radius deaf. The screeches were penetrating, resonating all the way through her head, and didn’t seem to end.
    After what seemed to be a lifetime, the screeches suddenly ceased. With one last pawing at the glass, the creature hissed at them before jumping down from the windowsill. Chase rushed to the window, Luna hot on his heels. Peering down into the night, they watched the creature dart into the forest, vanishing from their sight.
    Muscled arms gripped the window sill, Chase’s face close to the glass. Touching the glass where the creature had clawed at it, Luna shivered in dread. Coldness seeped into her fingers. “Chase, what was that?” she whispered.
    “Fucked if I know, princess. Never seen anything like it in my life”. Chase turned towards her, scrutinizing her face for any lies. “What the hell happened? Tell me”.
    Ignoring the commanding tone, Luna explained how she had woken up and heard a scratching noise at the window and got up to see what was making it. The screams that had first escaped from her had been less than three minutes ago but it seemed hours.
    Rubbing her arms, Luna couldn’t stop shivering. There was nothing like that in Paris. The scariest thing that had ever happened to her in the French capital was when the café she frequented had run out of her favourite pastries. This was unbelievable, as though someone had plucked the creature out of a bad horror movie and placed it on her windowsill.
    Chase opened the window, the chilly air hitting her already cold skin, and inhaled deeply. Why does he always smell things like that ? She asked herself.
    “I can’t smell anything”, Chase spoke softly, as though he was talking to himself.
    Luna’s face scrunched up. “Were you expecting to smell something?” she asked in confusion.
    Chase shrugged. “Some creatures leave a very distinctive smell. This one, whatever the hell it is, doesn’t smell like anything. That’s strange”.
    “Thar’s strange?” Luna’s voice rose in disbelief. “An unknown creature was clawing its way into my bedroom looking strange and ugly and horrible and disgusting with claws the size of human hands isn’t strange?”
    Chase touched her arm, pulling her closer to him. His touch was warm. “I’ve seen worse, sweetheart”.
    “Like what?” she challenged him.
    Chase smiled, although the smile was more apparent in his eyes than on his lips. “I’ve seen a lot of things over the years. Like your brother naked. That wasn’t a pretty sight, trust me”.
    Laughter erupted from Luna before she could stop herself. The last twenty-four hours had been something out of a nightmare. A severed paw, a monstrous creature … the thought of her brother naked. Yuck.
    Talking of naked. The warmth of Chase’s hand on her arms and his body close to hers suddenly reminded Luna that he was very, very underdressed. Chase’s smooth chest was hard, pure muscle, his abs clearly defined, straining against his skin. Her