Emma's POV
"Hi, I am Oliver." He smiled, raising a hand towards me.
I couldn't help but think if Oliver was a friend or foe as we shook hands.
The breakfast was delicious. It was like thanksgiving. Apparently, Nancy was a vegan. So, there were more food items than general.
Ivan and the alpha king left for work while the rest planned to visit the nearby places. I declined their generous offer, only to realize it later.
I kept texting Dean several times. He saw my texts, but he never bothered to text me back except for that one message where he instructed me not to do anything today. It came as a relief in some context. But the knowledge that something was happening in the background kept me worked up.
The day passed by as I tried to identify the person or find some clue. But nothin
