Oscar- POV
My wolf, Jake, was teetering on the edge, struggling to maintain control, while my gaze was fixed intently on Atlas. Unlike me, Atlas appeared remarkably composed, and I doubted he ever truly felt the anger he had mentioned in our earlier call.
"Calm down," Ash implored gently. "Please, Alpha Oscar."
"I can't," I snapped back, unable to contain the turmoil within. At my harsh tone, Ash visibly flinched, a reaction that did not go unnoticed by me.
"Let's go and talk in my office," Atlas suggested, his voice steady and commanding. I followed, but not without sending a hard, challenging glare in his direction.
Once inside the confines of his office, I wasted no time. "What's your plan?" I demanded. "Do you have any idea where Tristan might be?"
"I am planning to locate ever
