10-Morning

Oliver POV

I woke up in the same strange bed, i can smell Jasper all over it. Maybe it's his own bed, last night he tried to tuck me in but i hadn't anyone do that since my father died. I refused, i also refused the idea of me having a daddy, i had a father and he's dead.

I can take care of my self, there's also the fact that he can read my mind, i don't think i like that one at all.

I sat in bed straight and checked the damages, okay so my foot still hurt, my head hurt from everything i learned and this thing inside me.

This thing, feeling, i don't know what to call it but it really like the smell of the bed but it's owner will smell even better.

Okay where did that thought came from, i was never attracted to someone smell. I really need more information about the fact of me being a wolf and all.

There was some clothes laid on the bed for me again, another new boxers along with a hoodie and some legging. The legging must belong to a female but they're probably the only thing tha