My Boyfriend is a Werewolf: Chapter 10
olivia huddled in the corner crying in the fetal position as bernie sat on a steel box in his anthro form with his arms crossed over his chest. "alright! get up!" he spoke firmly. "please don't kill me!" she shouted as she put her hands up to her face.
Chapter 13: Difficult Conversations
"he, uh, he's about olivia's size, mostly black with a white nose and belly," flora answered uncomfortably. what else would 'a rabbit' mean? "you never seemed interested in rabbits before," her mother returned helplessly.
Treading Chapter 16 -- Rory’s Party
olivia?" "yep." "nice." "you gonna call her sometime?" i ask. "probably, but i dunno when..." motley says, furrowing his brow. "i've always heard you're supposed to wait." "blah, who cares?