Chapter 293

[Atlas]

If I hadn't received Cordelia's message, I would have rushed out to be by her side when I heard her open the door and scream at the press about what had happened to our son.

But then I saw that she was doing it for us. That she did it for us.

Clark and I took the back way out. Walking as quickly as we could, we didn't look back as we headed to his parked car several blocks away, out of the view of the press or any other prying eyes. Quietly, we ducked into his car and drove away, headed to the other side of the city to Steele Labs which is nestled in the hills just beyond the city.

When we arrived, Jude was waiting for us. Even though he is the only person I know capable of helping my son, my fists itch with the desire to punch his teeth down his throat for all the pain he caused my wife.

"Jude," I grunted as we passed through the doors. "Where is my son?"

He guides us through the lab to a small infirmary that he set up with Jasper in the center of a bed far too large for