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.
