Reena POV:
Kyle had stepped up and was now performing his duties plus Atlas’s, but he swore it was no problem. He assured me he had been trained for worst-case scenarios such as this. Though he couldn’t do it forever he could handle fine until Atlas recovered. It had been one week since the attack. One week since Atlas had fought to protect me. One week since I had left his bedside. Branson called me daily…several times a day. To be honest he was the only reason I hadn’t gone completely insane. His words of encouragement lifted my spirits and the sound of his voice calming and soothing my soul were the only things keeping me together at this point.
The longer I sat and watched my mate fight for his life the stronger my hatred grew. I asked Kyle to ensure no one was allowed to enter this
