Atlas was terrified he hadn't been home in 15 years when he did return that one time 15 years ago. Viper his wolf told him, he had killed his father. He was terrified to go back. Atlas had gone to the rogue territory between the two packs. Trying to find 25 rogue wolves to go with him as backup they had all scattered. The ones he did find were scrawny and almost feral; they wouldn't be useful in a fight. He needed backup it was hard to understand what was going on. He noticed that the doves weren’t cooing. In the meadow the deer weren’t frolicking. Something was coming something big, something scary. Atlas was on edge today everything put him over the top. He was snappy, he was angry, but most of all he was worried. He was worried because Scarlette had gone home, not forever but she still
