OLIVER POV
Stephen has been avoiding me and it hurts. I won't give up though. I pull his arm and make him look at me. "Can we just talk?" "Talk about what! There's nothing I have to say." He then sighs, "Maybe we just need some space." I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. "A-are you b-breaking up with me?" I choked on my words. "No, of course I still love you, it's just that.....we haven't been connecting for a while now. We need to take a break." He then walks away and I don't say anything, I just fall to my knees with tears rolling down my face.
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Oliver the Werewolf (Discontinued)
WerewolfHi 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...
