***Ella***
"It's okay, you can yell now if you want to, we're a wing away from Serena," Austin says calmly as he shuts the doors to the guest room we are staying in this weekend.
"What would be the point in yelling?" I sigh, uselessly.
"Precisely why I'm not yelling right now, myself," he responds in his typical way. Atlas had that effect on Austin, but I didn't have the luxury of being able to have an internal rant at someone else when I had a problem with something or someone.
It always had to be external unless we were at the pack, which really wasn't often, at times.
"It's just..." I begin, trailing off.
"Yes?" He asks quietly, taking a seat next to me on the luxurious bed.
"I don't understand why they did it. They have clearly done this to put him in a frame of mind where he w
