Apparently heaven was warm.
It felt soft, like a cloud. And it was bright-unusually bright. But Olivia guessed that type of thing was considered normal for heaven.
That was, until she tried moving a limb.
And then all she felt was pain.
"Hey, hey, be careful." A voice whispered out, hushing her pained cries. Warm, calloused hands skimmed her skin-like they were afraid to touch her. It was a very feather-like touch, as if it never happened.
The sore twitch in her hand felt otherwise.
Panic clawed up Olivia's throat.
She couldn't move.
She wanted to move.
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Lightning & Thunder
WerewolfLife had not been kind to Olivia. Between her messed up family and her abusive marriage, she had been through it all. Throughout most of her life she had been quiet, silently resiliant. But underneath the surface she was cracking and she knew she n...
