Branson POV:
I paced the living room, debating with myself on what I should do. I already have trackers and warriors out looking for Brett, and Atlas has people hunting the hunter, but I still feel like enough isn't being done. I never in a million years would have thought my mate, when I found her, would be in immediate danger, and I'm failing to protect her. I went down the hall, quietly peeking into the bedroom where Atlas had laid Reena down. She had fallen asleep on the porch in his lap, and he told me what she had said.
I hate that she feels at all responsible for what is happening. Atlas and I are trying to decide what we should do. He needs to return to his pack soon, but we don't know what would be best for Reena. Neither of us wants her out of our sight, but one of us will hav
