ATLAS POV
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My blood pressure rises, the flow of the thick liquid in my veins roaring inside of my ears. Colton had insisted he take care of it, that he would talk to Madeline, and it took everything inside of me to sit back down in that damn chair and let him take the lead. It's against my nature to do so, to let another man attend to my Luna, my little wolf. I forced myself to pass by when they were sitting by the hearth in the living area, next to each other, and I swear there was nothing warm between them, but still-- I walked on, up to the room.
Each step was a struggle, a fight to not turn around and go back down there, to make sure that Madeline is alright, but also that she doesn't torch the entire living room.
As she sat at that table, imprisoned in her own mind, I noticed h
