Derek was in the bathroom when Laura let herself in, still dirty from the day's labor, but it wasn't as if wolves had the same conceptions of personal space as others, especially among pack members, and family members. He rubbed his face as she sat herself down, and flushed the toilet.
Whatever it was she wanted, he wanted to put it off. He had a sense that this wasn't going to go well.
"Can it wait?" he asked, tiredly. "It's been a long day."