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Atlas's voice softens, concern etched across his face as he shifts his attention to me. I take a deep breath, "It is nothing. Just an accident at the gym." Atlas suddenly grabs Easton's neck, his golden eyes glowing fiercely as he growls. "Did you touch her?"

Scarlett “Can you seriously stop rubbing my butt? I’m trying to focus on my shower.” I chuckled, feigning anger. It’s been two weeks since Atlas announced in front of everyone that he was ending his engagement because he didn’t want to get married to anyone out of duty. Things had been pretty tense for a few days, especially after Atlas ordered that my things be moved to his wing. According to him, he didn’t want anything bad happening to me or anyone harming me or the baby since there were speculations that he was in love with me.

“Chill, dude! You’ll definitely gonna grow old faster at that if you keep being grumpy. Have some fun!” “I just had. Last night,” he said, deadpanned. “Right. I almost forgot.” Atlas once again burst out laughing. “Though, it was so boring I almost fell asleep.” “Shut it, Atlas, and go back to your company. You’re ruining my day.” “Man, you’re heartless, you know?” he faked a hurt expression on his face. “For once, let me just stay here. You see, you got quite a good view here.”

It just couldn’t get out that I hadn’t found my wolf yet. “We will not be shifting today, just going over the basics in human form,” Atlas announced to the class, looking at me all the while. There was something in his gaze that confused me. He was smirking at me charmingly, like he was doing this for me on purpose. The relief I felt overshadowed the confusion though.

I shrug my shoulders and take a sip of my drink. “I guess time will tell, though I’m not sure it would be smart to put too many eggs into that basket.” Atlas places his hand on his chest and closes his eyes. “You wound me deeply.” I smile, loving how easy this is. I initially thought that talking to Atlas would be like pulling teeth. I didn’t think he’d end up being so personable. I guess that’s a lesson in assuming things. “What’s going on in your mind?” I look at Atlas, hating that I was so lost in thought.

"Now fuck off." Atlas avoided looking at his visitor, he's been here since his father owned the company. And he doesn't want to see the doubt in the old man's eyes. "Atlas, you know we can't let her have all those shares." "What makes you think we'll let her?" "And what do you plan to do?" He spat, raising his voice. Atlas had enough respect for the man to not try to form a response. "Do you know this woman?" "No." "Because from the way she looked at you, I can tell this is more than just business."

he said curtly, his voice was enough to get me to cower away at the slightest hum, with how deep and thunderous it was. “Shaggy.” I tried to hold back on my laugh and it came out as a strangled cough which made the man in front of me glaring at me. I kept my head down and hoped they’ll ignore me. “Who’s she?” Shaggy asked calmly and I could feel his eyes digging into my head. “She’s one of my escorts-” Atlas answered plainly.

ATLAS POV “What the fuck was that?” Charlie exclaimed in a whisper. Atlas turned his attention from the empty doorway to his PR director. He raised one brow at her. Charlie was not only his employee, she was his best friend. “Don’t give me that Dom brow, asshole,” she told him as she turned around in her chair. “Why did you send Anais away?” Atlas sighed. He could feel himself clenching his jaw and worked to relax it. He put both hands in his pockets and paced the floor. Truthfully, he didn’t know why. Maybe it was to spare the omega uglier things.

“Thank the gods—you had me worried sick.” I couldn’t help the genuine smile that broke across my face. “Zarek.” But even as I reached for him, I caught the subtle shift in Atlas’ posture from the corner of my eye. He stepped back, his expression darkening, unreadable again. “Seems you have company,” Atlas said smoothly, but there was an edge in his voice now. Without another word, he turned on his heel and left the ward, his footsteps echoing down the corridor. Zarek frowned after him. “What was he doing here?”

I shrugged. “Block him.” Atlas said in a very commanding way. I tilted my head as I gazed at him. “That’s exactly my plan,” I replied. He looks relieved. I stifled a smile and cleared my throat. “How’s your bruise, by the way?” I shifted. He raised a brow, the usual arrogant smirk was there. Oh, please… “All good. Your dog punched like a kid. It didn’t even last an hour.” The side of his lips tugged up.