Chapter22

#Chapter22

Hole in the Wall

He hugged me tighter, and I doubt I can still breathe. Both my arms lay limp on my sides, unable to move them. He started sniffing my hair before he started growling lowly. My hand tried its best to reach out his back and pat him three times. I don't know why I did that, or the logic behind it, but I think it worked. He calmed down a little.

/"Look, Atlas, I get why you're like this,/" I muttered, /"But please be in control. Your wolf is physically dangerous right now./"

He paused, probably trying to fight control of his body over his wolf. But at this moment, I knew his wolf wasn't going to let him. /"I could easily take control if you don't smell like Kratos!/" He growled in frustration.

I frowned, /"Too bad, because I want to stay smelling like apples and honey,/" I huffed, /"I've always wanted to smell like this./"