Chapter 89 Shattered

• Eryn POV
• Atticus is hovering and not in a good way. Every time I turn around, he is right there. When I get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom he is waiting outside the door. He follows me around the pack house like a guard dog, chasing away anyone who might ask how I am doing. To be frank, he is driving me insane.
• I roll over in bed and look at the ceiling. I don't have to look at Atticus to know he is staring at me. I am not sure when he is sleeping. The bags under his eyes tell me he hasn't slept since we left the hospital three days ago.