Olivera's POV:
Immediately I strolled into my room after Raul had dismissed me, I fell mechanically on the bed letting out a loud gush of air from my mouth. Propping one of the pillows to my chest, crossing my arms around it, a short smile slithered its way across my lips as my mind dwelled on the happenings of last night and this morning. A giggle went out of my mouth and I hid my face behind the pillow as if to hide my overly blushed cheeks out of the fiery gazes of some unknown people. I couldn't believe I had been bold enough to ride on the Alpha. What the hell! I screamed in my mind, kicking my legs and shooting them out on the bed. I just didn't believe myself. Where had the shy Olive gone? Jeremy would have a fit if he had somehow seen what had happened. Good, he didn't have ears and eyes everywhere. Thank the goddess that she didn't make that gift available to werewolves.