As Kaylee explained what she had done, the Big Bad Wolf mentally kicked himself for not raising Kaylee's intelligence when he had had the chance creating her. She seemed to have the same flaw as Kyle, not thinking about the long-term consequences of her actions.
But damn, she was cute with the adoring expression on her blood-spattered face. Jennifer leaned over and cleaned his lover's face with his tongue, as Kaylee trembled in joy. "My Little Bad Wolf" the Big Bad Wolf muttered affectionately.
The two broke apart, and the Big Bad Wolf admonished Kaylee "When that cop gets back, they're going to ask where his partner is, and when he doesn't know what they're talking about they're going to know something happened to his brain on patrol. They'll retrace his steps, and eventually they'll get here, and we don't control the Transform or Dare power anymore. We need to move out."
The Big Bad Wolf had been feeling uncomfortable in the house anyway, as it simply wasn't designed for nine-foot tall wolfpeople. On a deeper level, in the stories about the Big Bad Wolf that shaped his persona, the Big Bad Wolf never lived in houses. Houses were for prey like the three little pigs or Red Riding Hood's Grandma.
"Clean up the mess, get the cop's uniform and his gun and anything else that's left here that shows he was here. Don't worry about cleaning up the blood."
As Kaylee cleaned up the crime scene, the Big Bad Wolf took a few bites out of the very tasty carcass and hoisted the rest to his shoulder.