Yet another full moon at the mansion! This was going to be completely normal, right? A certain mansion-appropriate version of normal, anyway. Right? That was what Mike was hoping for, although his optimism had been waning lately, for a few reasons ( Read more... )

Mike was yet to notice anything off about today, although he should've known there'd be something going on. Days before Christmas, something was going on every damn day. But none of it was getting in the way of Mike taking measurements from the chest Derek had carried back from the preserve for him so he could get started on its transformation into ( Read more... )

Okay, normally, if the full moon happened to fall on a Friday, Mike would've been glad as hell to go to Caritas and stay out of the way. But, with the eclipse, and the teen wolves being on break, he found he kind of didn't want to go to work tonight. Not because he had any real desire to sample the fruits of Derek's baking from yesterday, but ( Read more... )

You know, Mike had never expected to suddenly not like the style of furniture he owned, all dark and heavy wood. Don't get him wrong, it was still great to see his familiar stuff again, and he had missed it. And he still liked it all, too. It was just that when the truck with all his stuff arrived on , the guys driving it took one look at the ( Read more... )

Mike had made himself scarce last night He'd been busy, anyway, calling up Brooke, to check she was all good, and to talk about getting his shit sent up to him at some point. They'd ended up talking about a lot more than that, and for pretty long, too. It'd been kind of nice to talk to someone so utterly level-headed after spending a few weeks ( Read more... )