ATLAS
I've never cared when a woman cried before. Not even Elizabeth. The best thing I did when that happened was to leave the room and return soon after they were done.
I saw tears as the norm. I mean, having someone like Sophia around you would make you see it as nothing because she often bursts into tears for no reason many times. Right now, I couldn't understand why I feel an ache in my heart.
Seeing the tears roll down her cheeks and the pain etched on her face twisted my stomach. I felt weird, like I was hurting myself, and my wolf didn't even make it any better. I wish to stop. I swear on goddess Selene. I wanted to stop the torture, to gather her in my arms, telling her I believed she couldn't shift because she was wolfless, but I couldn't—the elders.
Fuck the elders. Fenrik snarled. She's your mate, not theirs. Why do you think about what they think of the decisions you make right now?
