Oliver laid helpless in a small Cosy room, only lit by the light from the full moon outside. The room was cosy and familiar to Oliver, it was the pack house. Nathan and Garvey showed up _dressed in worn out clothing.
"You two look like trash, have you been playing hide and seek in the woods with each other?" Oliver said, trying to irritate Nathan, who was rather hot_tempered.
"You know you'd do yourself good if you keep your mouth shut and try to get used to the fact that your now officially our prisoner. Too bad your beloved Damion left you helpless in the woods" Nathan smirked.
"Shut the f*ck up! You know nothing about friendships" Oliver rebuked Nathan.
He imagined diving on him and slicing him with the growing claws on his hands, but Nathan and Garvey had ensured his entire body
