34. Fix it.

Atalanta’s pov

It felt like there was a large rock in my stomach and a smaller one in my throat. All I wanted to do was cry. I felt so guilty about what I had done.

Not just because of the way Zev reacted, but because it was wrong to kiss a werewolf in the first place.

It went against everything my parents taught me.

“Little Mouse, you did nothing wrong.” Raiden told me during breakfast. “We did nothing wrong.”

But it didn’t feel like it. I had enjoyed kissing Raiden, so that must make me evil, right? Doing something so wrong, so dirty? Like kissing an animal, my parents would say.

There was almost nobody here at school. There were maybe ten students total, and it felt very strange—almost forbidden to stay here.

Suzie had suggested I come with her, and I wish I could have said yes. General Sweets had asked if I could look around and see what I could find. But Raiden was practically glued to me. It was sweet that he cared, but it made me feel even more guilty.

He cared, but he didn’t re