Griffin
The pack is cheering as we end the ceremony. Then I watch as Atlas’s eyes glaze over, and he frowns. “s**t!” He curses and steps towards the microphone. “We are under attack. Warriors, follow me, and everyone else get into your shelters.” He looks at me. “You will stay here, right?”
Reluctantly I nod my head. “Yes, I am no longer able to shift,” I say to him. It kills me not to be running to the front lines to fight with my pack, but I have to think of the safety of my pups. He leans in to kiss me. “I love you, Atlas.”
“I love you too, Griffin,” He smiles and pulls away. He leaps off the stage and shifts into his white wolf, then takes off into the woods with the warriors at his heels. Jed and Dalton say their goodbyes to their mates and follow the warriors and Atlas.
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