Spinning to Atlas to start talking, he grins and raises an eyebrow at me. “Yeah, I know. She was part of the conversation I wanted to have.”
I cross my arms. “Start talking.”
“Before I do that, I need to go and see your dad. I figured she’d be long gone by now. I want to know what she’s still doing here.”
“Makes two of us,” I growl.
He chuckles. “Give me five minutes, and I promise I will tell you everything.”
I guess I don’t have much choice, truth be told, so I nod shortly. “I’ll be here. Five minutes or I walk, and we don’t get to haveanyconversation. Got it?”
“Got it,” he says, a soft smirk playing on his lips. “Five minutes.” He holds his hand up, waggling his five fingers.
He’s so fucking cute, but I want to punch him because I know he’s hiding something, and I’m not happy that I have a lookalike wandering around, one that clearly Atlas knows. It doesn’t sit well with me at all, and I guess that tells me everything I need to know about my feelings for the cheeky triplet.
ChapterThirty-Seven
Atlas
Knocking on Quinn’s open office door, I wait until he looks up. “Atlas, what is it?”
“Why is Natalia still here?” I get straight to the point. Time is wasting.
He grunts. “Not that I need to tell you anything, but she is going to be trained and used as a decoy for Sophia.”
I frown. “A decoy for what?”
“Her mother and I have big plans for our daughter. Plans which are none of your business, so butt the fuck out.”
“She wasmyasset. I think I have a right to know.”
“You don’t have a right to fuck all,” he scoffs. “Is that it?”
“What do you plan to do with me? I’m no longer being watched like a hawk, so does that mean I’m free to go?”
Quinn finally puts his pen down and sits back in his chair to regard me closely. “Is that what you want? Where would you go? Your men have all been taken into custody, and some have probably turned on you. You are packless, and without family.”
“Well, fuck, when you put it like that,” I remark dryly.
“Have you laid to rest your plans for revenge on your brother and me, now knowing what you know?”
“Does Sophia know who I am?” My quiet tone is cautious, and I’m a little bit nervous. If she doesn’t, that means I have to tell her, and I’m not sure I can handle seeing her face filled with disgust and aimed in my direction.
He shakes his head. “I haven’t told her. I don’t know if Cain has.”
Probably not, or she wouldn’t have given me the time of day, never mind, agreed to talk with me.
“I’ll tell her,” I mutter, knowing this is what he expects.
He nods but doesn’t say anything else because he is waiting for me to answer his question.
“About the revenge, yeah, it’s laid to rest. It ruled me for so long, but I didn’t know half of what went on. If I had, I’d have helped you take him out.” The low growl that escapes my lips is fierce and furious. I haven’t really had time to think about it much, and in the time I did have, I chose to push it away. Thinking of my dad with his hands all over Sophia,bitingher and claiming her, makes me want to throw up in my mouth.
“Don’t say that,” Quinn chides. “He was still your father. He picked you up off the side of the road and gave you a home.”
“About that…how come you never told Cain about me?”
He sighs. “Cain joined our pack ten years ago. He was angry, lost and alone, recovering from a traumatic, abusive childhood, but not very well. When I found out about you, I couldn’t tell him. I didn’t want him to go over and over and torture himself withwhyyou ended up better off than him, well, as it were.”