Oliver was in the bayou, looking for the new girl. A new crescent werewolf. She got scared and ran off after a few of the wolves cornered her and started interrogating her like she was an enemy

He found her sitting on the deck by one of the cabins “There you are, new girl.” he chuckled, trying to get her to loosen up and let down her guard around him “What’s a girl like you doing all the way out here in this mess?” he questioned, sitting beside her