Getting away with the Alpha's Pup
"I made a vow, and I can't break it."
"What?" Oliver looked at me in shock.
I nodded helplessly.
Loyalty was fundamental to werewolves; once we made a vow, it couldn't be broken.
Oliver sighed, his eyes showing both understanding and helplessness.
"Alright, Fern," he sighed, patting my shoulder. "I'll return to our parents and see if there's a way to nullify the vow. In the meantime, take care of yourself until I come back for you."
I nodded, grateful for Oliver's concern and support. "Thank you, Oliver," I said, tears welling up as I hugged him tightly. "I'll take care of myself."
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