Sophia pov.
This night had been a rollercoaster of emotions. At first I was heart broken. It was as if I had lost my will to continue my life. Luke had not shown even a slightest sign of regaining consciousness. Then, came the anger and the utter feeling of disgust when Oliver snatched me from Kira’s company and tried to claim me.
However, I was washed by relief and immense happiness when Luke’s midnight black wolf jumped right on top of Oliver, just in time. At first I was relieved when I was saved from him, that useless moron. But soon I was confuse when the scent that I had grown to love invaded my nostrils. The ocean.
I watched completely dumbfounded when my saviour roared and growled as he clawed in to Oliver’s body, soaking the forest soil with his blood. I felt the pull towards
