ATLAS
Sophia's eyes flared with surprise, and she coughed, slapping my hand around her neck, but I didn't let go.
I should have done that the first time I saw her. It could save me from this unpleasantness. Well, maybe not killing her, but discarding her and setting clear boundaries for her to follow. However, this was Sophia, and I doubted she understood what a clear boundary meant.
"You're killing me, Atlas!" She sputtered.
Kill her. Kill the stupid bitch! Fenrik urged, his anger exploding out of me.
Why are you hesitating? She's not your mate!
Does that even matter now?
Fine, if you don't want to do it, I can. I have the advantage here.
"Atlas!" She tried again, her body convulsed, and she began to go limp.
Stop it, Fenrik. What the fuck is wrong with you?!
You discarded our mate to be with this bitch. That's what is wrong with me.
How about you stop speaking to me and just be fucking silent?! I asked.
You really want me to be quiet because of this whore?
