STEPHEN POV
It's been a couple hours and i'm getting nervous. I then feel this feeling of fear and loneliness. They're not my feelings though, they're- Without finishing my thought I scream "Oliver!" I grab a jacket and head out. I head toward the direction in which our connection feels strongest. I get to this abandoned cabin with what sounds like muffled yelling inside. I run in to find Oliver tied to a chair.
OLIVER POV
Stephen unties me and pulls me into a passionate kiss. "IdidntknowwhereyouwereandIwasfreakingoutand-" "Hey. It's okay, i'm safe now." I'm still internally freaking out, but I have to be strong for him. We hear someone arriving and sneak out as fast as we can. When I get back to the pack house I immediately go to our room and lay flat out on the bed. For the next few days Stephen hovers over me and it's getting kind of annoying. Even in the BATHROOM he's standing outside. When he follows shortly behind me, I snap.
"Can you stop!? I get it, but i'm okay now." "Well jeez I didn-" "Dont 'well jeez' me! How would you like it if I followed you around 24/7. You literally wait till I an guaranteed sleep to go to sleep!" "Well how you feel if your mate got kidnapped and then goes on like it's normal!" "I was the one who got kidnapped!" "But you weren't the one who sat and walked around the room worried about where your only loving mate was! You weren't the one who had to think about all of the things that could have happened to you! You weren't the one to realize that anything that could've happened to you hurts more than anything that could happen to me! Don't you get it? I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" He then stormed off. "Hey wait! Stephen please!" I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I had no idea he felt this way, nevertheless to the point where he feels as if he has to always know where I am. I then slowly walked back to the room and began to sob into his pillow, and did that until I fell asleep from exhaustion.
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Oliver the Werewolf (Discontinued)
Hombres LoboHi this is my first story so please don't be harsh. I know it's not that good, but I'm not really a story teller anyway. I tried. There might be some grammatical errors. I'll try to get them all, but some might get loose. Oliver is a 16 yr old Omega...