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One Hundred Twenty-Eight: Oliver

Oliver's P.O.V.

"I don't want to leave," Lana mumbled, her lips rubbing against my chest as she pressed her warm, naked body firmly against mine beneath the blanket. The morning sun beamed in through the edges of the curtain, reminding us that it was time for us to get up and get to work.

I hated that while I had been sleeping for the past two weeks, my pack had been busting their ass to restore our homes and way of life. Even though I was injured and in a coma, I wanted to make up for it and contribute.

I was disappointed when we entered our room yesterday evening to find it was occupied by multiple other people. Their mats and blankets spread out across the floor. But when I got out of the shower, Lana was standing in the middle of our newly vacant room with a wide smile.

I didn't waste another second in swooping her up into my arms and taking her to bed. We had been apart for too long, and all I wanted was to be close to her. What star

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Qmcsue
hmmm... I agree with his hesitation but wondering if there's more to the story
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LuAnn Satterfield
Sorry but I don't forgive either one. Oliver and his Mom suffered over 20yrs and his Mom lost her life.
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thatseason
He absolutely should share his suspicions with Lana!
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