Ryle And Atlas Novels & Stories

“Am I in some kind of trouble?” “Yes, but not with me. Frederick really wants you. I have already told Ryan.” “My dad?” “Obviously.” “And you told Ryan?” “Well, yeah. He is your mate.” “With an unhinged Lycan. Ryan hasn’t gone to get me things! Atlas has gone after Frederick!” “Atlas?” Jacob plants his feet on the ground, leaning forward, he holds my wrist. “Aria, who is Atlas?” “Ryan’s Lycan. You have no idea what you have done.”

she asked, her voice quiet but clear. Atlas’s lips parted. He stood slowly, his movements stiff, almost mechanical. He took one careful step toward her, then another. “Yes,” he said hoarsely. “You, little star.” Lyra tilted her head, studying him with those sharp, perceptive eyes that always seemed to see more than the others. Then she smiled and held up one of her dolls. “Do you want to play with me?” Atlas’s throat worked. For a moment, it seemed like he might break entirely. Then he lowered himself onto the carpet in front of her, his massive frame folding awkwardly. He took the doll from her tiny hand, his fingers dwarfing it completely.

The older sister scowled at the little one, who rolled her eyes and giggled in response. “Alette and Adelina.” Atlas motioned to the two sisters. The six-year-old, Adelina, flashed a dimpled smile at me while Alette gave me a wary glance. “This is my true-mate, Raelynn.” “Don’t mind Alette, she worry’s too much.” Adelina snorted, smiling at Atlas and I, much more intelligent than I would’ve pegged a six-year-old. “She’s Atlas’s true-mate Alette, you know she wouldn’t hurt us.”

Atlas glanced at Harmony and said, "Take off your clothes.” The three of us, including Carol, were surprised by his words. Harmony looked at Atlas in shock and confusion. "Atlas—" “Exchange your clothes, both of you!" Atlas reiterated. While we were still stunned, Dylan entered. "Mr. Atlas." Atlas looked at Dylan, who nodded at him. "Here. They’re coming.” I realized they had some secret communication between them. Atlas's brows furrowed even more, and he sternly barked at Harmony, "Hurry up, take them off! You two wear each other's clothes. You have five minutes. I'll be waiting outside. Come out immediately after.”

"You seen Atlas?" Tyler blinked. "Uh... Atlas Loren? Why?" "Just answer the question," Rowan snapped, impatience seeping into his voice. Tyler shrugged, wiping foam from his lip. "N-not really, man. Haven’t seen him since he walked in and shit. I think Carlisle was talking to him at the bar earlier." Rowan felt his heart drop like a stone. ...Carlisle? His hands clenched into fists at his sides, but he forced himself to relax. "Did you see him after that?"

' You were eye-fucking him, so it's only fair he does the same to you too,' Serena giggled. ' Shut it,' I grunted. “If that's okay with you?" Ryan's lips tilt into a smirk and my face heats up instantly. Atlas suddenly launched himself off the bed so fast I barely had time to react. “Daddy!” he shouted excitedly before colliding directly into Ryan’s legs, his arms up to let his father know he wants to be picked up. Ryan let out a surprised grunt before laughing warmly and scoops him up effortlessly. Atlas wrapped himself around him instantly as if he has done it his entire life. The sight made my heart clench.

I’m pretty sure I’m a second away from being a vegetable, and I’m not even mad about it. I flutter my lids until they open, and my vision isn’t so hazy. He’s looking at me, but the black eyes are gone now. They are replaced with those same light brown eyes that I’ve come to admire. Unlike his brother, Atlas has a strength in his eyes, and they aren’t as dark as Ares. He has the same nose, eyebrows, and thick lips. Atlas doesn’t have any piercings, though. His gaze is so intense, it feels like it cuts through all of your layers to get to the heart of you. I feel like I’m being seen down to my atoms, and that’s a bit unnerving.

Renee knew all too well what Atlas had been through, and she had wiped away Atlas's tears more than once, when he was hurt by his father and the rest of his family, while his mother was too weak to defend him. Renee had cried when Atlas was forced to move out, and she had helped him pack his clothes from the closet, joining Trevor's, while Trevor himself was sulking because his best friend was leaving him. "I'll talk to him," Renee said. "I've known Atlas since he was a teenager, but that doesn't mean he can get away with anything with my daughter. You've been through a lot of bad things about family life, and so has Atlas. I need to make sure you're together to heal, not to compare and crea

He was behind me suddenly, a comforting hand on my shoulder. “No, it is like that. Aria is my mate.” Atlas declared confidently, and both of us turned to look at him with matching expressions of surprise. “What is going on? I thought you were wolf-less?” Judy asked, and we both got quiet. I spoke up first. “Well, I am. But Atlas is still my mate…” I said, a little ashamed at keeping it from her. “Please dont tell anyone else?” I asked and she nodded.

Atlas said telepathically. Atlas and Roma are actually werewolves. Atlas is the next in line alpha of his pack while Roma is the beta. Atlas didn't want to take over after his father so he ran away from the pack with Roma. They had nowhere to go so they just wandered around until they got to the cliff of a great mountain. Unsure of what they'd find down, they still ventured down the mountain. An ordinary human would die jumping off the cliff but they are werewolves so it was easy to jump down without having a scratch.