"As you say then." Morgan muttered, fiddling with her thin glasses. She opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of soda, pouring herself a small glass full and walking back upstairs to her office. 

It was cold and drafty up here, just how she liked her house. Morgan was sure that it wouldn't bother the incredibly strange she-wolf downstairs. She turned the monitor back on and began checking her email and social media, slowly sipping on her black cherry soda.