Chapter 90: We’ve Met
Chapter 90: We’ve Met
Olivia's POV
Before I could react, he walked to a large closet in the corner, pulled the doors open, and rummaged inside. A moment later, he turned around, holding something in his hands.
A plain black shirt and a pair of pants.
He walked up to me and stretched them out.
"You can shift now," he said calmly. "Put these on."
I blinked at him, still unsure.
He gave a soft chuckle, almost amused by my hesitation. "Unless you prefer to walk around naked too?"
I growled lightly, embarrassed, but took the clothes from his hand in my mouth and turned around, padding into the corner of the room.
With a deep breath, I shifted back to human form, my bones reshaping, fur pulling back, until I stood up—naked and cold. I dressed quickly, his shirt slightly oversized but soft and warm. The pants were a bit loose, but they fit well enough.
When I turned back around, he was already halfway through dressing himself. He stood in front of the mirror, pulling on a black button-down shirt over his toned chest. His pants were fitted perfectly, making him look even more powerful than he already did.
He glanced at me through the mirror.