Chapter .9.

And in the middle of my chaos.  There was you.  *** He's different from what I pictured. But in a better way. In a way to where- you let your mind think of something good. As good as it gets, I think is the saying. Only for the thing before you to be better. Black hair and dark blue eyes. Why did I not think of that combination beforehand? It seemed to fit so much better than black hair and green eyes. "What are you doing Atlas?" Atlas. A strange name. A beautiful name. His name. He stares down at me. He's tall. Very tall. And powerful. I can feel the power surging off of him. As if he has too much. It's different from my Alpha's power- or Mark's. I've never felt power like this before. This is a true Alpha. A true leader. Atlas looks up at my brother and Jace, who are