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OLIVIA'S POV

I don't know what it might have been but something definitely woke me up, by then it was foreglow and the sun was still tender but yet my heart was scorchingly hot still burning with the aftermath of our passion.

It was the first time seeing him sleep and I couldn't help but to be drawn to how beautiful he was while he slept. There was no hint of stress in him, nothing of that kind, just a peaceful part of him I never knew was exhausted.

He looked like a boy really with his chest heaving heavily rising and falling like the tide of the sea.

I now knew why I was so drawn to him, I could see it in the aura of a wolf that was circling round him in a white color,a white wolf that appeared to be asleep too or rather pretending to be asleep cause it stirred to look at me.

It took a while for me to realize it was not his stirring, rather it was him starting to wake up, maybe both. He fluttered his e