Oliver the Werewolf (Discontinued)

The Pack House

STEPHEN POV

We put the werewolf to sleep until we can discuss if he's a threat or not. To be honest, he seems more scared of us than we are of him.

OLIVER POV

When they wake me up I am slightly annoyed as to what is going on. When they deem me not a threat, they take off the straps and then ask me the same questions. Since I realize I'm in no position to be avoiding questions, I reluctantly tell them who I am and where I come from. The boy seems intrigued in me and takes me to see the leaders of this pack house, which are apparently his parents. They are known as the Red Moon Pack, but aren't actually as scary as the name suggests. Well at least the mom isn't. The name is to deter other packs from attempting to attack. They are suspicious of me, but with enough persuasion from the boy, they let me stay in his room. I learn that his name is Stephen, and he is the next Alpha of the pack. He gives me his old clothes since they're too small for him but strangely enough, fit perfectly on me. Since I don't talk much around new people, the night was awkward. I was awoken by a nightmare. As soon as I woke up, Stephen woke up too and asked me if I was ok, like he knew what happened, almost as if we had a connection. When I signaled for a glass of water, he got me one and our hands accidently touched. The feeling was like sparks. "That felt weird, but strangely nice" he said. He asked me if I wanted him to sleep with me as a joke, and it was embarrassing when I actually said yes, but he didn't seem to mind. That was one of the best moments I could remember. The warmth of his body felt so good against mine, there was this intense tingling sensation, and then we kissed. It was the best feeling I've ever had. The sparks traveled all throughout my body, and I know he felt them too. We ended up cuddling the rest of night.