82. Difficult

Atalanta’s pov

After Raiden and I had phone sex, something I had never heard about until that day, we talked a bit more.

“Go sleep in one of my shirts; it will help.” Raiden had made the suggestion, and I smiled just thinking about how comfortable he was around me.

His clothes were so nice and expensive, yet he didn’t care that I slept in one of them. His t-shirt was like a dress for me, but I loved smelling him all around me.

“And don’t wear any underwear; when I come home, I want to smell your pussy on my shirt.”

I blushed, thinking how strange werewolves and their obsessions with scents can be.

‘You’re one of them, remember...’ Artemis teased me.

My body had felt tired; my mind was busy with everything that had happened today, but eventually the tiredness of my body won.

Raiden had stayed on the phone, promising only to hang up when I fell asleep.

However, as soon as I drifted off to sleep, I experienced the most terrifying nightmare I've experienced since arriving here. It was lik