Chapter Six

SASHA

My head is pounding when I wake up early; I guess even shifters get hangovers.

Taking a deep and steady breath, I rub the sleep from my eyes when I turn over, and I’m half expecting to find Atlas there, but he isn’t. Was last night only a dream?

Blinking twice, I suddenly notice a white piece of paper on the pillow beside me; stretching my hand towards it, I take it between my fingers, unfolding it to read what’s written inside.

Walk down the hall all the way to the end. Take a right before getting to the stairs, and wait inside the library.

Atlas

A small smile creeps up at the corners of my mouth, the note confirming that last night definitely wasn’t a dream. The moment my hand slowly runs across the pendant necklace hanging around my neck, my brows suddenly furrow when my heart feels an all too familiar ache inside. Wolf. The real reason I’m here and I’m suddenly torn between what I should be doing and what I want to do. Both being cut from the same cloth, I know I need to fin