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With a playful grin, he retorted, "Well, Heather, waiting for something good is never a waste of time. I'm all in." Heather raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Oh, really? But, will you really watch it? Or will you, you know, like what I said, just make fun of my on-screen antics? Fuck you for that." "Whoa! Well..." Atlas pretended to ponder this, stroking his chin dramatically. "Hmm, let me think. Should I take embarrassing screenshots and send them to all my friends? Or should I be the supportive, uhm, friend? And cheer you on?"

Could Atlas have found out? No. It was impossible. There had been no witnesses. Atlas couldn't possibly have any evidence to use against her. Tears streamed down her face as she clutched at his pants. "Atlas, there must be some mistake. Tell me what I did wrong! I'll change, I promise! "Please, Atlas, don't hate me!" Seeing her stubborn refusal to admit the truth, Atlas turned his gaze away in disgust and yanked his arm free from her grip. His voice thundered with fury.

He simply laid out the facts like a man reading a weather report. “The northern packs know the truth now,” Atlas continued. “They saw the footage of the incident. They do not want a volatile beast running this territory and I do not blame them. I am a monster, Ilyana. I do not blame you for packing your bags and wanting to get as far away from this place as possible.” He turned toward me and gently placed Jasmine back into my arms. I took my daughter and settled her against my chest. Atlas stood up from the bench, shoved his hands into his pockets and walked away down the dirt path without saying another word.

A sigh escaped Atlas's lips as he watched his uncles began mumble among themselves in agreement with Barnard's words. It was annoying to see these hypocrites pretend as though they care about Atlas when I knew very well that they were the ones behind this morning's shooting. Suddenly, West frowned at Atlas as he asked, “Who did you offend, nephew, for such a terrible event to take place at the company.” The hallway grew silent, and Atlas intensely stared at his uncles. Then his expression deepened into a frown as he said, "Except you guys, I offend no one." Quietness immediately fell in our midst, and I could see fear hiding behind the calmness in Atlas's uncles' eyes.

Shopping for winter clothes would only delay things, making us leave later rather than sooner. Atlas shrugged, giving me a small smile. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll send someone to grab you some winter clothes tomorrow morning.” The chill in the room was swept away, and I rubbed my cool palms over my dress. How Liam managed to face Atlas was beyond me. With his broad shoulders and icy eyes, Atlas was intimidating to say the least. Where Liam radiated warmth and sunshine, Atlas reminded me of a harsh winter storm. If the two of them ever fought, it would be disastrous.

She was like a greedy cat seeking for more petting, and not letting go of the source of this petting. “You aren’t a child anymore,” Atlas shook his head wryly and said. Yet there was still a large smile on his face. He clearly liked the attention he was receiving from his daughter. Finally he was able to get Sharon off him completely – well, not completely. For she still clung onto one of his arms like a koala. Once he had Sharon’s attachment sorted with, Atlas turned to face the youngest of his five children, and arguably the most talented.

Atlas gave him a wintry smile. The man sighed and shook his head, utterly resigned in the face of such staunch immovability. “Well, when you put it like that…” He threw his hands up in an only slightly exaggerated display of exasperation. “You’ll have to work hard for this one. But if you can show us a miracle here, you’ll deserve every penny.” Atlas gestured toward the door. “I intend to.” -------

Atlas removes his hands from my hips, moving forward and taking my hand, tugging me towards the nearest path. When I don’t move, he turns to look at me, pulling gently. I shake my head, gasping as an unprecedented sense of foreboding rolls over me. Tala whines in my head, pawing at the back of my mind. She doesn’t understand why I wouldn’t move, or what that feeling is. Atlas stops, watching me carefully.

Atlas asked and left the couch he sat down, running to check what's wrong with his twin brother, Atlene pushed him away and stopped coughing. “Don't come closer to me moron” He glared and stood up from the couch heading out of the lounge, My siblings, and friends whispered between themselves, wondering what's wrong with him, I scoffed watching their confused state. Atlas paced to and fro the lounge confusingly shaking his head and stomping his foot on the floor, confusion written all over his face and He ran out of the lounge following the direction Atlene took. **Atlas POV***

I shuttered with my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "It's okay, I'll pretend that I didn't hear that." Atlas said with a zero expression on his face. "And besides, I know Justin." "Absolutely man. I won't ever break our bro code." Justin laughed. I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop myself from smiling.