OSCAR had recuperated overnight. He was back on his feet the following day. Jason, on the other hand, was still in shock from the whole fight. "I am still having nightmares, Elliot. How can I stop them?" he asked.
They were in the gym at Oscar’s pad. It was spacious, bright, and conducive to training. It mimicked the cage in the stadium down to the smallest details. Even the placement of the spotlights on the ceiling had been taken into account, they were placed there to get the fighter used to the bright lights.
"You know what, try to meditate if it happens again. Being a new werewolf is hard enough. Being a hybrid is too much. You do know that you have to hunt tonight, right? The central park is a no go," Elliot advised and gave him a reminder as well.
"How would I survive the UOFC w
