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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - the team
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𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 were biding their time and waiting for the FBI to leave, Sister Maggie had joined them and Olivia and Karen couldn't have felt more uncomfortable. Olivia sat in silence on her creaky bed, hands clasped together in her lap as Karen and the Sister had rifled through some clothes for the wolf to wear, her white shirt having been stained by blood.
"I'll come back as soon as I can, you'll be safe here." The Sister reassured the three.
Olivia sniffed the air and groaned as the scent of dog hit her nose. The FBI had brought search dogs. Luckily for them, Olivia was more than capable of sending the dogs into a little bit of a frenzy. Her brother had managed to scare off a search dog with the simple glow of his eyes and Scott had once made a dog submit with a small growl.
"No, we won't. They brought in search dogs." Matt muttered with a sigh.
Olivia stood and made her way over to the man, placing a hand on his shoulder, "That's no issue for me. I can get rid of them." The wolf felt a growl rumble at the back of her throat before it escaped her slightly parted lips. It wasn't loud enough for any of the humans on the floor above to hear but after just a second, both Olivia and Matt could tell that the search dogs had heard her.
They could hear the sounds of the dogs barking and growling at FBI agents, chewing and tugging at their leashes before pulling the agents in a direction that was the complete opposite to where the stowaways were hiding.
Matt shook his head, dumbfounded, "They're gone."
"Told you. I'm the superior species; they submit to me..." In an attempt to lighten Matthew's mood just the slightest, she whispered low enough so that only he could hear, "...just like you."
She could barely contain the laugh that threatened to leave her as she heard Matt cough to cover up his own laugh that threatened to spew through his pout, shaking his head as he did.
Olivia nodded to the Sister and Karen. "We're good."
Karen breathed out a laugh, her mind not quite understanding how the woman had done what she did, "I honestly still can't believe that you're a werewolf, that's- that's... I don't even know."
Sister Maggie handed the wolf a sweater, giving her arm a light tap accompanied by a tight smile, "I'll go up and make sure they don't come down, alright."
