~Apollo~
We both watch her walk out, and I can’t tell you how strong the urge is to follow behind her. I just want to spend every second with her, but I have a feeling that Atlas wants to talk. I have no idea what he wants to talk about, but I need to say my piece first. The only problem is that I don’t think he will take me as seriously as I need to be taken.
I walk to the sitting area of the office and plop on the couch. I let my head fall back and close my eyes. “She’s met Ares already.” The room is silent, and I would think I was alone if I hadn’t heard his intake of breath.
“What?”
“I said that she’s met Ares already. He found her and told her his name was Adolf.”
“That’s his wolf.”
“I know that. Anyways, he told her his name was Adolf. He didn’t tell her that he was one of thr
