Atlas's brows pulled upward as his mind struggled to keep up with what Meredith had just said. She had told her everything from her strange dream in Maldives to the one she had while in coma.
There were so much going on. Magic, werewolf, vampires, hybrid, dragons and who knew what else.
Atlas sat still as she continued, entranced by the story.
"So, your mom is the one who brought me to earth and dropped me at the doorstep."
Atlas sucked in a small gasp of air.
"So, they brought you here as a sort of a backup plan in case things messed up?" He questioned, his face like stone.
"Yes." Meredith replied.
He stared at her, his eyes piercing and intense. It felt like forever before he spoke again.
"So, if my mother comes from your world and is a werewolf that makes me also a werewolf?"
Atlas muttered to himself. It was so hard to believe all of this. He managed to calm his beating heart as his stomach turned with tangled thoughts.
"Well, I don't really know but yes, I guess. Remember I said my mom placed a spell on her to lock her werewolf and her sons' if you're one of her children then yeah."
Atlas rubbed his forehead. A massive headache was coming on.
"You know what? Let's wait for my uncle to come back I'm sure he could help us figure all of this out. Now you should focus on getting better. Once you regain your health we will know our next move, okay?"
Atlas suggested. He wanted her to focus on her health first. All of this was stressing and he didn't want to lose her again.
"You believe me right?" Meredith asked worriedly. The panic in her tone made his heart clenched.
"Yes of course, I do. I have my mom's diary and even though I never bothered to read the whole thing because the first page was talking about a secret she had. I panicked since then and couldn't finish because the truths are always bitter and ignorance is bliss. But now that you have told me this we will check it out after you're well. I don't want you collapsing again if there is a truth inside you can't handle."
Meredith licked her lips and nodded.
Atlas stood up from the chair and walked towards her on the bed. He crouched beside her and lifted her chin.
"Remember what I told you, Angel. You're not alone. We would figure out this together. I will not let you go through this alone and I will stay by your side as long as you need me. "
Meredith gazed into his eyes and she suddenly broke out into a sob relieved by his words.
Atlas pulled her into his chest and hugged her tightly. Meredith wrapped her arms around his back and buried her face into his chest. Atlas knew all of this might be terrifying for her.
He couldn't imagine how she was able to bear all of this information alone and the constant fear she was now living in.
"Come on, stop crying. It's not good for your health and it's our number one priority at the moment." Atlas whispered.
Meredith nodded against his chest before pulling away.
Atlas looked at the IV fluid which had finished and stood up.
"Let me remove this from your hand." He stopped the flow and removed the cannula from her hand with a straight face as if he has been doing this for a long time.
Meredith furrowed her brows. "You seem experienced with this."
Atlas chuckled, "Yes I like my preys well hydrated when I'm torturing them."
"Huh?" Meredith asked confused.
"When you're torturing people, they can bleed out and die but I don't want them dead until I'm done with them so I put blood and IV fluids on them." Atlas explained.
Meredith opened her mouth in shock and swallowed.
"Isn't that too cruel?"
Atlas shrugged, "Cruel is my nickname." He winked at her and she shook her head as if he was out of his mind.
"Why, are you now afraid of me?" he questioned with a raised brow.
"No." She answered confidently looking into his eyes.
Atlas searched her eyes for any trace of fear and disgust but there were none.
"Good because I will never hurt you." He said and pressed a warm kiss on her forehead.
"Can you hold me?" Meredith requested.
"Sure." Atlas removed his shoes and joined her on the bed.
He leaned against the headboard, his hands touched her waist and then he slipped his arms around her from behind and drew her back against his chest.
Meredith picked the book on the bedside and gave it to him.
"Read to me."
Atlas sighed and looked at the book. "You want me to read you p*rn?"
Meredith blushed and slapped his thighs, "It's not p*rn!"
Atlas chuckled and took the book from her hand. He opened a page and started reading.
"She bends over my desk, lifting her skirt up over her ass. Fuck it was the hottest sight I have ever seen. Don't remove your hands from the table, Red. You're going to count the number of times I slap this ass cheeks like the little whore you're you hear? I grabbed her hair and she squealed, "Yes daddy."
"If this isn't p*rn what is it, Angel? Huh?"
Meredith flushed and Atlas didn't know if it was out of embarrassment or something else.
"What are you thinking about, Angel? Don't tell me you were having naught thoughts." he teased.
Meredith shook her head, "Nono I'm not having any thoughts!"
Atlas chuckled, "Then why were you breathing hard when I was reading?"
"I-I wasn't." She swallowed.
"Don't worry Angel, very soon we will have you bend over my desk. You have no idea how many times I have masturbated to that scene." Atlas rasped in her ears.
"W-what?"
"Yes ever since I saw you in my office, that's all I have been thinking about."
He confessed and she was too stunned to speak.