Chapter 87

I felt giddy this morning as I wait for Atlas’s arrival – there seems to be a misunderstanding when he will arrive. There have been numerous false reports of Atlas’s arrival that at some point I’d gotten sick of it. I just want to see my son for Luna’s sake. Terran looks at me and pulls me closer to him, “I can’t wait for this day to end.” I look at him, expressionless as I felt unimpressed by what he’s just done. “Seriously?” I ask in disbelief as he looks at me confused – this old perverted man I swear. “When exactly is Atlas coming home?” I ask him as I stare right into his eyes, searching for an answer. He doesn’t resemble a werewolf, he’s a fox. “Hmm,” he tries to avoid my gaze as he looks in many different directions – aside from where my eyes are at. His gaze ended up just below my neck, “Hey, my eyes are up here.” He smirks and pulls me closer to his chest. Then it hit me – “You couldn’t have contacted Atlas, right?” I push him away from me and look at him seriously once again.