Oliver's POV
I couldn't believe I would find myself sleeping in Victoria's bed. Her scent alone was enough to make me go crazy, and I ended up watching her whole face the entire night, and it felt like I was having a dream as I gaped at her, and the racing of her chest tells me she was having a good sleep, and when she hugged me, I couldn't stop myself from caressing her face with my claws.
I wanted to kiss her again, but I didn't want to scare her; what would Victoria think when she found out the wolf was kissing her? I tried to fight my drowsiness since I wanted to watch her beautiful face sleeping beside me, but since I felt exhausted, I drifted into a lovely sleep. When I woke up the following morning, I was astonished to find Victoria staring at me, and I could tell if I was only on my human form, my face would be now so red.
"Good morning, Wolf. Can I call you Oliver?" She asked, and I couldn't stop myself from chuckling, and I knew she would hear it as a growl.
