I paced the princely wooden floor of Josh's room for approximately ten minutes before I realized he wasn't coming back. Sure, he said he was, but you know princes these days; fickle.

I knew I didn't have his full attention. Maybe any of it. I mean, how could a lowly lycan compare to a prince.

Goddamn, I sounded pathetic.

I excused myself out of the prince's room and walked as dignified as possible out of the huge mansion. No one stopped me. Why would they? They were meant to stop people from coming in, not going out.

"Psst!"

I turned in confusion and gave the bushes a questioning glance. "Excuse me?"

"Faben! Get over here!" the bushes said, and they rustled.

I stared for a few more seconds, and then shrugged and walked over. I knelt down, hyper-aware of my jeans probably getting grass stains (they do need a bit of colour), and leaned closer to the bushes, only half serious about checking for a mouth.

Then a very human hand- a very pale human hand- reached out, gripped the collar of my shirt, and then pulled me into the bushes with one small tug. I fell in, past caring about the many grass stains I had just acquired, and emitted a tiny shriek and a curse that would get me slapped had I been back in my den.

"Shut up," the owner of the hand- who happened to be Josh- growled. The rainbow haired girl next to him was staring at me, even though we were hiding in foliage and it was dark, but her eyes were glowing, like she could still see.

Freaky.

"Why are we in a bush?" I contemplated to the world, not really expecting, but still desiring, an answer.

Josh doesn't look at me. He peers through the cracks in the bush cautiously, his emerald eyes glittering with the faint light shining through. "I'm breaking her out of prison, apparently. She's forcing me to help her."

The girl whips around to glare at Josh, her mouth open in an indignant gasp. "You're the one who suggested it!"

Josh rolls his eyes and looks over at me. "Girls, amirite?"

I smile slightly, and lean back against the stone wall behind the bush we're in. Looks like we'll be here awhile.

Better get comfy.