Griffin
'f*****g Constantine escaped, and I think Dalton is dead,' Jed mind links Atlas and I as he is running by in wolf form.
"Son of a b***h," Atlas yells. We see the smoke rising from where the Cells are. "I have to go take care of this. I need you to go to our room, please." He says with worried sincerity.
As much as I want to join the fight, I know I can't. It takes every ounce of strength I have left to go to the packhouse instead of following Atlas. "Okay," I say with great effort.
"Make sure everyone in the packhouse is safe," He leans down and kisses me. "I love you."
"I love you too," I respond. Atlas turns and runs towards the Cells shifting on the way. With hesitation, I move towards the packhouse directing any pack members I see to go to a safe house until the all-clear
