He had to give the cat something before it tore him apart from the inside. Drake eyed the porch. If he marked just one support post, that wouldn’t hurt anything—and it might be enough to keep that insufferable werewolf away. He took a single step forward before the logical half of his brain kicked back in and stopped him dead in his tracks. The last thing he needed was for Nicole to come home because she forgot something and find him peeing on her front porch.