Chapter3

#Chapter3

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But at the same time, I'm angry. So angry at the fact that my mate is in someone else's arms. And that they're having a future together. Having these mixed emotions is frustrating.

The blonde nodded, /"We need at least five to hold him down./"

When we made our way to the room where the patient is confined, my wolf became more restless. And the scent of burnt coffee beans became stronger. I frowned at these strange behaviors and feelings but waved them off. It's just nothing. I guess my wolf still hasn't moved on from the truth that we just learned.

Reaching his room, Athena slowly opened the door. This time, I did tumble down. My bottom hit the hard marbled floor, and Phoebe yelled my name in panic, /"Dione! Oh, goddess, Dione!/" She says as she tries to help me stand up.

Athena also helped me up and stared at me, /"Your wolf may still be in shock. Maybe you should rest./"

I shook my head and massaged my temples as I leaned my body on the doorframe, /"I'm fine./"

/"No, you're not,/" Phoebe argued.

I looked at her, /"I'm fine, okay?/" I turned to look at the room around us and froze as I saw patient A103 being held back by three omegas (including the blonde) on his bed. A single word left my lips, sounding breathless, /"Atlas./"

The moment that my tongue rolled with his name, my wolf purred. At the same time, Atlas stopped thrashing around and screaming, but the omegas still held him just in case he jumped off the bed. He looked over at me and we stared at each other for a couple of beats.

Suddenly, there were three words that were stuck in my throat. Second chance mate.

My feet worked on its own and came closer to him. We never broke eye contact. When I reached his right side of the bed, my eyes blinked in realization. The reason why my wolf is acting weird; the reason why I'm feeling mixed emotions. The reason is here, lying on the bed with his eyes staring straight at mine.

Oh, those beautiful stormy gray eyes, curly raven black hair, Roman nose, and thin lips. I know that look. I've been like that before, and it only takes one to know one. He looks broken, and his wolf wants his mate. His true soul mate. The determination in his eyes mirrored mine. He wants Eris back as much as I want Kratos back.

And I knew at that moment, that we'll get along just fine.

/"I'm Dione,/" I smirked, breaking the silence.

He stared up at me. At the sound if my name, he tensed up and anger flashed on his handsome face, /"I know you,/" he spat, /"You're Kratos' mate./"

I almost flinched at his harsh words. Kratos is still a touchy subject to me, /"I was his mate. Not until he rejected me./"

/"Exactly,/" he continued to glare at me, and I started making a victory dance in my mind, /"This is all your fault!/"

He began thrashing out again, looking as if he wants to lung out at me and kill me. He has that look of murder in his eyes. Phoebe went beside me immediately and glared at Atlas, /"How can this be her fault?/"

/"She's the reason!/" Atlas kept shaking violently that even Athena had to help in pinning him down, /"She's the reason why Eris rejected me!/"

I let out a laugh. I've never laughed like that before; so heartily and true. I can't believe my luck. After all those months of torture and heart break, I've finally found Atlas. And he finally found me. We're the solutions to our problems. He might not see that now, but oh, I can see various possibilities.

Atlas looked at me like I lost my mind. Maybe I did, /"What's so funny?/"

/"You,/" I smirked.

Phoebe huffed at Atlas, being in full I'm-your-best-friend-I'll-protect-you mode, /"Eris was bound to reject you anyway. She got her whole future planned with Kratos. They're happy without you, really./"

I nudged Phoebe's side with my elbow, /"You have to stop rubbing it on our faces./"

/"Sorry,/" she shrugged her shoulders, not sounding sorry at all.

Atlas screamed and thrashed even more. The omegas were finding it really hard to pin him down now. He's a male, and a reject, which makes him all stronger. It was a sight to behold, watching your second chance mate to be as broken as you are. And to want the same thing as you do; true mates. I never wanted second chance mates, and Atlas seems to share the same idea.

And I bet he'll like the idea that I'll tell him as soon as he's sane enough.

Athena pulled me out of my thoughts when she yelled, /"A little help here!/"

Immediately, Phoebe went to her side to help while I smirked at Atlas who kept glaring at me. Athena lets out a syringe and instantly gives Atlas the sedative that he badly needs. The three omegas and Phoebe held him as his thrashing slowly became less violent with every second.

But his deathly glare never left me.

Ever so slowly, his body calmed. They all moved away from him, waiting for unconsciousness to drown Atlas. Before he could close his eyes and drift off to sleep, he muttered something under his breath. A single word that had me letting out a triumphant smile.

/"Mate./"