Oliver, if he was in his wolf form, I'm sure would have his tail between his legs.
I've not known him for long, but I've never witnessed him act like this. Although, if this woman confronted me, I too would be quivering in my boots. In all honesty, her presence alone makes me uncomfortable.
"Celeste, you were supposed to have left," Oliver declares, his voice unwavering as he grabs me from behind him and pulls me against his back, sending sparks through my body as I make contact with him. It's almost as if he's protecting me from this woman.
I glimpse around Oliver's shoulder enough to see that the woman has approached us and is now a few feet away.
"Oh no, dear," Celeste grins wickedly, flashing her bone-white teeth revealing her long fangs.
A vampire. Something I suppose I could
