POV: Echo The chatter in the dining hall had come to a standstill the moment I walked into the room. I focused my gaze on the buffet tables, where Deltas Blaze and Noira were last in line and grabbing their trays. As Atlas slipped his hand into mine, a whisper of hushed conversation and questions floated around the room. Blaze and Noira turned to see what the commotion was about, both flashing us a grin as they grabbed two extra trays and set them up for us to grab and dish up. Focusing on my newfound friends, I force myself to tune out the curious wolves around me as Atlas and I make our way over. The hall was considerably fuller this morning, as we had come much earlier in the morning than yesterday, and I could feel an overwhelming number of eyes on me. On the varying scars showing on my stomach and arms. Sensing my tension, Atlas squeezes my hand lightly, giving me a smile before surrendering me to Noira for a bear hug. I giggle as she lifts me right off the ground, before ligh
Sitting down at the table, I don’t even need to look at Atlas to know that he is still pulling a face while he mulls over what I told him. I flashed a smile at Noira and sighed happily as I put a scoop of berries and yogurt in my mouth. It was quickly becoming a favourite of mine. I nearly spit it across the table when Blaze looked at my mate, turned to me and raised an eyebrow before turning back to Atlas and opening his mouth. “Well, who shit in your cheerios this morning?” Focusing on swallowing my mouthful of food before I choked on it, I stared at him in shock. I knew they were all good friends, and that they grew up together, but Atlas is still his Alpha. Mentally preparing myself for the worst, I take a couple of silent deep breaths and stare at my tray with wide eyes while waiting for Atlas’s response. What I wasn’t expecting was for Atlas to burst out laughing, immediately releasing the tension he had been carrying with him from earlier. Blinking, I looked back and forth b
POV: Echo I really couldn’t believe how selfish I’d been the last few days, thinking that the pull of the mate bond was enough to make things okay. The actions of the girl at the café were an abrupt reminder of all the things that I couldn’t offer my mate, the things that, as Luna, I wouldn’t be able to provide for my pack. “I, Echo, current rogue of unknown origins, re…” I’d only just started my rejection, as best as I could offer with such little knowledge of myself, when Atlas cut me off. “STOP! Echo, no! Do not finish that sentence!” His commanding voice rang clear throughout the room, and I stared at him wide-eyed and shaking. While he couldn’t alpha command me, knowing he would want to right now made me pause. I hadn’t expected him to stop me. I thought he would want this, want to find a better-suited mate to run the pack by his side. “I love you, Echo, you and you alone. What is going on, Little Mate?” He asked, eyes blazing, dropping his commanding tone. Staring at the man
POV: Atlas I wrapped my arms around my mate and pulled her even closer. The reality of how close she had come to rejecting me made my heart throb. To think that she loved us so much that she would go to the extent she nearly had to ensure our happiness made us feel so incredibly fortunate to have her as our mate. If only she realized just how perfect she was, as both my mate and my future Luna. She never ceased to amaze me with how she approached things and how she treated those around her. The key, I am realizing, is going to be getting her to realize it herself, as clearly, she didn’t believe me when I told her. “Goddess, I am so sorry, Atlas!” She suddenly blurts out, pulling back just enough to bury her face in her hands. “I am so embarrassed and frustrated with myself. I almost rejected you, for Goddess’s sake! I’ve never felt that way before. I was so angry and overwhelmed by the way she looked at you. Compared to her, I felt like a child! I had no idea how to deal with everyt
POV: Echo The idea of going to therapy and speaking to a stranger about the horrible things that I’d experienced over the last ten years was unnerving, to say very the least. The only reason I hadn’t outright turned down the idea was because Atlas said that I would only have to tell them what I was comfortable telling them. I sighed and shook my head, focussing on watching Atlas as he set out our plates on the table. Lunch with Atlas was quiet. He seemed to understand that I needed time to think and process everything from earlier. While I was still upset with myself for almost rejecting Atlas, I was working hard to ignore the voice in my head telling me he should have let me reject him. That he deserved better, and that I didn’t deserve to be anything other than a pack slave. Atlas seemed to know just when I was struggling the most, because he would randomly make small talk throughout the meal, distracting me from the spiteful words floating through my mind. I don’t know how he see
POV: Atlas Dammit, I really, truly am an idiot, a fact Zev has been reminding me of every thirty seconds. As though he had been any better, done any better. I can’t believe I had allowed myself to become so lost in the moment that I’d forgotten to watch where I was kissing, forgotten to watch for her scars. Sighing, I buried my face in my hands, with my elbows resting on the bed in front of me. It was obvious that from now on, I would have to be more aware. The second I’d accidentally touched my lips to the scar he carved into her back, she had disappeared directly into her personal hell, and there was no pulling her back out. Raising my head, I grasped her hand gently, and leaned my head back, blinking away tears as the mere memory of her terror and pain that had flooded through our ever-forming bond devastated me all over again. To think that it had only been a fraction of what she felt, that the level of pain I’d felt was only a small piece of her reality filtering through the in
POV: Echo As I was coming to, I could feel the tingles running up my arm that told me Atlas was the one holding my hand. Even though I knew he was my mate, and that he had never hurt me, the last thing I’d heard as I passed out was still replaying in the back of my mind. “You are mine, to do with as I please. Especially now that you are branded as my own!" I made sure not to give them any indication that I was awake. Panic rose as his words bounced around in my mind. I barely registered the sound of knocking on the door, or the sounds of Atlas talking. As whoever was knocking entered the room and made their way over, the scent of pine trees and peppermint slowly wafted over me. I realized that this was a new wolf that I’d not met before, and it took everything I had not to give away the fact that I was awake as they approached. When I felt someone’s hand brush against my forehead, I couldn’t control the pounding of my heart. Atlas gasped as my chest tightened with fear. I wonder
POV: Echo Fascinated, I watched as Beta Travis swiftly made his way across the room and went to scoop Gwen into a hug. He only stopped when she raised a hand, motioning for him to stop, before turning to us. “Alpha, Luna, may I be excused? Cordelia has my number to contact me should my assistance be needed, and I…” She asked, straining to ignore her mate in order to focus on her job. Atlas cut her off quickly. “Go be with your mate, Gwen! He has been looking forward to this for a long time. We will call if we need you.” He excused her, barely containing a chuckle, and Travis wasted no time scooping her up and carrying her from the room. The moment they closed the door behind them, Atlas laughed, shaking his head. I smiled shyly, looking at him, slightly confused. “That right there is the one and only reason that I would ever allow Travis or anyone to ever come barging into my room like that. Especially right now.” He explains, tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear. Nodding