Atlas’ POV(***THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME SELF-HARM. PLEASE SKIP IF THIS CAN BE TRIGGERING.***)Everything was dark and I realized I was in pain. I was laying on something hard and cold. It was definitely not my bed.“Atlas. Are you okay? What the fuck happened?” A familiar voice rang far away in my head. My body was being shaken violently. “Ah, shit! Wolfsbane? Are you crazy?!” The person in the room was moving around and I could hear the clanking of what sounded like glass. I realized I was face down on the ground, my lips pressed against the floor beneath me like I was fucking kissing it. What the fuck happened? I groaned from grogginess and confusion trying to figure out what was going on as I peeled myself off the wood floor.Slowly I sat up swinging my legs out in front of me leaning my back against the wall for support breathing heavily like I had just finished a hard workout. I felt like complete shit like I had been hit with a ton of bricks.My eyes felt like th
All of my anger dissipated once I saw him in that weakened state. I was not expecting the sight before me, and concern and fear quickly took over. What was going on in that head of his? He truly was one of the least smart beings I had ever met. But at least I knew one thing; it seemed the mystery of my pain had been identified. Hours prior I recalled the conversation I had with Elijah after I had awoken. He informed me things did not go as far as I thought. The excruciating pain caused me to pass out before we took it to the next level. He had been so worried thinking he had done something wrong and was the source of my pain that he completely backed away from me and waited until I awoke. Surprisingly I felt a sense of relief knowing we had not been completely intimate.In that moment I had decided I was leaving, but my destination was not the original one I had planned. Elijah was under the impression I was going home back to the Ventrel coven. And I would be soon enough,
“I know I am crazy, but you do not look like Alpha Ezekiel,” I snarled at the wolf bitch in front of me. Her boisterous scent flooded my nose long before she arrived at the door. Fighting back the part of me that wished to tear her to pieces, I decided I would rather flaunt my presence in her face instead. What more to push her over the edge than to see me here in the room with the man she wished to claim? Sno. I truly despised her. The way she looked at me with envious contempt made me think she knew more than she should. What was she doing here? Did she think she would be having some alone time with the wolf? Absolutely not. There would be none of that. Not while I was here.“What the hell are you doing here?” She growled at me in the least intimidating growl I had ever heard. It was hard not to laugh directly in her face. She was weak. Her aura was so very boring. I felt no real power from her. I eyed her up and down slowly with crossed arms wondering what the wolf th
Atlas’ POVThe words left my mouth before I could even think about it, and I didn’t really give a shit. I never cared who knew in the first place really. She was the one being weird about it, but since she was the cause of all these problems, I no longer cared about keeping any secrets on her behalf. But I would deal with her later. Because at that moment, I was on a rampage. I almost ripped Arron’s head from his shoulders, one of my own, someone who I considered a friend, and yet I would have killed him without another thought for disrespecting her like that had it not been for Wolfe and Manix holding me back.How dare he touch what is mine? The thought of his fingers on her precious skin sent another flare of rage through me as I tightened my grip around his neck. I could snap it so easily. The power that grew inside seemed to be radiating from my hands. I will tear off the limbs that wish to touch what was mine. She belonged to me and only me. I think I had made that clear.Yet aga
Atlas’ POVI took a step towards her and now the space I had given her had decreased significantly. As much as I’d love to act on my thoughts, we weren’t done talking.“So about what the other one said, Manix – he mentioned that you were able to sense what happened…” she trailed off and she seemed to be struggling with her words. She said, ‘what happened,' but meant the fact that she fucked Elijah. I don’t know why she was trying to sugar coat it. But her voice was softer than it had been, a tone she had only used one other time, the night she tried to reject me. I tensed up wondering what she was about to say and looked at her curiously, but whatever it was, she seemed to have changed her mind mid-though. “That was a very ignorant and pointless thing to do. As a future alpha, you should be more mindful of your actions. I am unsure what your intentions were, but I owe you no loyalty. Who I bring to my bed is none of your concern. You may want to prepare yourself if you are t
As can be expected, apologies were never my strong suit. Maybe it was the fact that I was so very rarely wrong, therefore the need to apologize seldom came. But for some reason I could not let him walk away without knowing I had felt a miniscule amount of remorse for my part in what happened. I would not admit fault in that situation, though. Only that I had not intended to cause him pain. I did not actually do anything wrong. How was I to know he would be able to sense my intimate interactions with others? That was a rather odd and disturbing effect of the mate bond. If I had known that he would have been able to feel what was happening, would that have changed anything? I wanted to tell myself the answer to that would be no, but I felt that was yet another lie.That little move he did right before he left had me in a state of shock. I had not foreseen him flipping my attempt of seduction around in such a way. I tried to remain calm, but my body betrayed me once again. That seemed to
I awoke to the blaring sound of an alarm, not the kind that is meant to be a simple reminder, the kind that is a warning, one that signifies something is very wrong. I jumped up trying to catch my bearings now on high alert. I am always prepared for anything no matter the setting. My eyes darted to the clock, aware that I was not within the sun-protected walls of vampire compound and breathed a sigh of relief. It was after dusk, which meant I would be able to move about more freely.The alarm continued to blare and as I darted into the hallway, I could see strobing lights coming through the windows. I ran through the large house from room to room trying to figure out what was happening. Wolves ran past me without a second glance. Apparently, whatever was going on was more important than a vampire running around.I finally picked up the scent of someone familiar before he ran right into me. His hands gripped my shoulders holding me tight. “I was just heading to your room. What
My senses guided me directly to him. I was offended these creatures dare attack the place I would be lying my head for the next couple of days. Right then, I felt the need to be near him, the need to assist, and even protect these wolves who could not protect themselves. There was too much going on to doubt or second guess my actions. Those were all foreign feelings, but I would ponder on them later. Any false moves could lead to an untimely death for me and my never faltering self-preservation had kicked in. I would live to see another day and if that meant fighting alongside them, so be it. In that moment, I had a mission, and it was a mission I would see through to the end.As soon as I saw him in the midst of battle, my heart thumped betraying me. It was not that I feared for his safety. I had no doubt he would be unharmed. After all, I had witnessed firsthand the power he possessed, but still, being close to him in that moment felt… exhilarating. I watched in awe as he tore throug