Conner POV
Even Adam had sighed down the mind-link at him ‘She looks terrible, Conner.’
She did he had to agree, she’d not eaten dinner and though she had turned in early she’d spent the night tossing and turning, he knew because he could hear it. Atlas was unhappy that she was unhappy, and she definitely was, barely spoke a word at all to him. Then just closed herself in the bedroom and not come out.
He’d been awake most of the night himself, Atlas was pushing him or trying to, to get him to go in there and comfort her, no amount of telling him she did not want him in there satisfied his wolfs need to be with her.
Looked almost dead when she’d come out of that room in the morning, didn’t even think she’d brushed her hair just yanked it up out of the way, still wouldn’t eat, even Adam
