Chapter 48: Chapter 48

MEL:

I'm alone...

Okay, not alone since I have my little pup keeping me company, but still I can't help but feel a little empty looking over to the side of the bed and not seeing Atlas there.

Make no mistake because I will not regret my choice, I know that my decision was right, and that Atlas needs a shock of reality, he needs to know that not everything is what we want and I am willing to teach him that, even if it is force.

I'll put that wolf in line, oh I will!

I lay my head on the pillow, feeling sleep trying to knock me out, I sigh deeply when I feel the softness of the fluffy pillow my head is resting on. I just can't help the smile that forms around my mouth as I gently run my hand over my belly.

Good night, little one.

I think of falling into such a deep sleep that I was unable to notice a body sneaking up on the bed and pulling me to it.

(...)

I wake up sulking when I feel the sunlight illuminating my face, I probably forgot to close the curtains before going to bed.

I try to move, but I'm stopped by big, strong arms that press. I open my eyes in alarm, looking around to make sure I am in the right room.

My gaze locks onto my companion's serene face, no snarling or anything like that, looking like an angel like that.

It's more like a fallen angel!

I am outraged to see that he broke down the door (in a mysteriously silent way) and that he invaded MY bed and MY room without any consent.

(Now, temporarily the room is mine alone!)— I think trying at all costs to let go of his arms.

I fail miserably and find myself huffing and puffing stressed out about this shitty situation, I run out of alternatives and don't think twice before opening my mouth wide and biting down hard on his arm.

I hear a growl come out of his mouth and his spleens finally pull away from me, enough for me to get up quickly still looking at the male in my bed.

— Who permitted you to enter?— I ask trying at all costs not to scream hysterically.

— Fucking aggressive woman, did you need all that Mel?— asks massaging the affected area.

— I asked you a question Atlas and I want an answer right away!— I say starting to walk from side to side.

My nerves are on edge.

— I couldn't fucking sleep without you— he says running his hand through his hair, I can already see that he does that whenever he's nervous about something— I thought your decision was fleeting and that when you woke up you would have somehow forgiven me— Finally, he says, shrugging.

I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down, I try in every way not to commit a crime at that very moment, but willpower is what I don't lack.

— So you decided to invade MY room?— I ask looking deathly in his direction— and about respecting my Atlas decision?— I ask upset with his attitude.

— Don't blame me for wanting my female by my side Mel— he speaks now, appearing to be fed up with the situation.

— Don't blame me if later I don't trust you Atlas— I say feeling a bitter taste in every word.

— You want to drive me, crazy female, you will kill me even before my enemies— he says and does something unexpected, I simply left the room leaving me standing there in the middle of it.

I look briefly at the place where he left, then my gaze is fixed on the ground as if trying to understand his reaction, and when the realization comes I can't hold back the tears that come out of my eyes.

I sit on the cold floor next to the bed and curl into a fetal position, as if trying to shield myself from the world, I feel like a kid again.

During this outburst of mine, I manage to let go of everything that was kept waiting for the right moment to come out, each tear represents an emotion and the emotion that stands out the most is sadness.

Has he given up on me?

My mind starts to get super confused, I find myself unable to think of anything coherent, the only thing that comes to mind is if my partner has given up on me for good.

This fear of mine seems so silly, but seeing the state in which he left here, I simply realized that this is a fear that must be taken into account.

I don't know how long I spent there, I just lifted my head when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder, I made a point of looking quickly at the person hoping it was Atlas, but unfortunately, it was Gloria.

She gently accommodated me in bed and brought a tray with different foods for my lunch, which I could barely touch because it looked like a cake had formed in my throat.

With unusual strength I force myself to eat enough to sustain my baby, I'm not some denatured mother who lets her baby risk her life just because she's in trouble.

My pup first!

— Do you know where Atlas went Gloria?— I ask hoping she knows the answer.

— Unfortunately no dear, the Supreme left in a hurry not giving anyone satisfaction about where he was going— he says showing regret.

I just nod, closing my eyes as I rest my head against the headboard, where I let myself relax for a few minutes.

A good question would be why am I fretting knowing he's the culprit? The man deceives me and I still come out as a good guy? Ah, but I don't have that one!

I open my eyes contemplating my sudden change of mood, Gloria had probably left me alone in the meantime so I could think in peace and I mentally thank her for that.

I get out of bed and walk with confident steps straight to the bathroom where I do my hygiene and dress accordingly.

I have more important things to do than go around crying.

I leave the room heading towards the office, I realize that it has several papers spread over the table and I roll my eyes at the lack of organization of that big idiot.

I sit in the armchair after properly closing the door and start to evaluate the papers that are there, many of them are about the management of the kingdoms and I am happy to be somehow keeping myself more informed about everything.

I analyze each document very carefully trying to let as little information through as possible, I end up spending hours there and I was so concentrated that I ended up getting scared when the phone started ringing.

I sigh passing my hand over my face and pick up the phone right away.

— Supreme speaking— I say in a serious tone putting on my sovereign mask.

— He's dead— spoke a female voice in a whisper, it seemed to be forcing itself to speak.

My mind started to want to project thousands of things at the same time and all of them had my dead partner on top of a pool of blood.

— He who? And who are you?— I ask trying to control my breathing.

— He's dead— the person kept repeating the same words, and this only caused me even more despair.

— HE WHO?— I shout, losing control, no longer having any patience for these little games.

PI Pi pi...

That's all I hear afterward, the person hung up on me without even explaining.

I don't keep thinking for a long time, he left the office quickly with the phone in his hand already starting to dial the Atlas number, and unfortunately the same only from the voicemail.

I go looking for Gloria thinking that maybe she already has some information, I find her in the kitchen with the other employees, including Alfred.

— Do you know if the Atlas has already arrived? Or if he gave any sign of where he would be?— I ask quickly.

— Not yet ma'am— Answers Gloria and everyone agrees with her.

I run my hands over my face in distress and sit in a chair that was beside me.

— What happened ma'am? Why all this despair?— asks Alfred kneeling beside me, visibly worried.

— I just need to know where he is and if he's okay— I say weakly, feeling a little dizzy.

I take a deep breath trying to calm things down a bit, these emotions won't do my puppy any good and I don't want to put him at any risk.

I accept a glass of water offered by Glória, I thank her offering a small smile, immediately after drinking the water.

I lay my head on the cold table burying my face in my arms as I fiercely fight the urge to start screaming and crying.

He is dead.

That's all that manages to repeat itself in my mind in the following minutes, it seems that I entered another system where only that phrase exists.

I stay like that for a while until I hear the sound of the door opening, I get up so quickly that I have to support myself so I don't fall, but I find myself running towards the main room.

When I get there I let out a big sigh of relief mixed with the most diverse emotions, emotions which make me shed a few tears.

He is not dead.

That's all I can think to see him pacing there looking at me with an evident concern in his eyes, I take a few steps forward going towards him, I barely notice when a wave of dizziness hits me, and this time I can't control the darkness that fills me. take.