Griffin
I woke up lying on top of Atlas the next morning as I have for over a year. I sigh and slide off of him and sit up. Last night I mostly slept on the couch in the nursery with Blade on my chest until his fever broke. I then fed him and his siblings before slinking over here to sleep, and of course, I wound up on Atlas. I was still angry at my mate, but my body craved his touch.
I get out of bed and head into the bathroom to take a cold shower. I close my eyes as the cold water hits my tense muscles. I need to get in some training before the triplet’s next feeding. I felt guilty last night about suggesting we put the pups on formula. But I want to be in peak condition to train. I don’t think Atlas understands the gravity of what I am facing.
‘Maybe you should tell him,’ Eris sugg
