The man that laid on Xavier's bed got up from his bed.
"You catch on pretty quickly. Way faster than I would've expected you to."
Getting straight to the point, Madeline tilted her head questioningly, "Who are you? And what are you doing in someone else's house?"
That same grin he had on his face before returned to his face as he walked right over to her.
"I'm Lawrence, Lawrence Ronan."
She stared at him, quickly piecing things together. Ronan was Xavier's last name, so the man that stood across from her must be Xavier's… twin brother. She huffed, displeased that he had tried getting into her pants when she hadn't even known him before that day. The only reason she hadn't tried attacking him or kicked him out was because... As much as she didn't want to admit it, he had Xavier's face. Besides, it was no easy feat making it all the way here from wherever he came from. He must have been a werewolf too, or some other species.
