Chapter Eighty

‘Go and tell him, he needs to nip this in the bud quickly. Kuri needs to know his position.’

She told her Mate and they looked into each other's eyes understanding passed between them, they truly loved each other and were in tune with each other's thoughts and feelings. They knew Sirius loved Atalanta and they knew she loved him in return, she just had to accept it.

Atalanta clung to Kuri’s back as he raced along the narrow country lanes recklessly, it was scary and it was exhilarating and she felt alive for the first time in days. As he hit a long straight stretch of motorway she gripped his shoulders and stood on the peddle arms out to her sides laughing as the wind whipped her long hair out behind her. The others watched in astonishment, what she was doing was so dangerous, they were Werewolves and they healed quickly but if he crashed the bike she would be seriously hurt. She did not care slinking down beside him she hissed in his ear,

‘Stop the bike, pull over now’

He was surpris