Chapter 41
Chapter 41
Nolan POV
It was definitely not my imagination, something was going on with Lance. He was standing across the room, openly glaring at me and Felicity.
At first, I thought Ellie’s insults had just gotten to him, but that’s not it. He’s been at the house a lot more, not every day, but at least once a week, and seeing the two of them interacting, it’s painfully obvious that Lance’s attitude toward her has changed.
I don’t know why, but it seems like it’s affecting his behavior towards anyone who was openly critical of Ellie. It was almost funny, considering how much he disliked her only a few weeks ago.
Then again, with the way Ellie’s personality had changed recently, it shouldn’t be surprising that Lance’s reaction to her would have changed as well. It seemed like everybody was treating her just a little differently these days.
Felicity seemed more aggressive with her, the staff absolutely adored her, and even I didn’t know how to respond to her most of the time. Everything had been thrown out of alignment since her accident.
Lance was hanging around the house because he was doing exactly what I’d asked him to do. He made it a point to invite Cassian on outings with his friends and get him out of the pack house more often, which put my mind at ease, at least a bit.
Right now, he was picking Cassian up to take him on a night out with his friends.
At least now it wouldn’t feel like Cassian was hovering at the periphery, waiting to enact some kind of plan. It was obvious to me that something was going on with him.
So far, Cassian hadn’t said anything concerning. At least, not that Lance had told
me.
It was hard for me to put my finger on why I was so on edge right now. It felt like there was a lot more activity around the pack house lately.
Ellie and Rae were always coming and going, and Lance and Cassian were often hanging out here as well now, not to mention Felicity making herself more at home.
It was hard to find a moment of peace and quiet to focus on my work.
When it wasn’t annoying me, it was making me nostalgic.
The last time the pack house was this busy was when my parents were running it. Back then, it used to be a lively place, a place of activity and ambition and connection for the pack as a whole.
But ever since their deaths, it had become much colder.
Not that I had anyone to blame for that but myself.
I wasn’t sure if I liked this new level of activity or not. It was more normal, but it meant that I rarely had a moment to breathe or think things through. And I needed to think.
Right now, I was trying to listen to the beta give me an update on a meeting I had this morning with an important local family, but I couldn’t focus. Not with Felicty clinging to my arm and Lance glaring at us.
Third Person POV
The more time Lance spent around the house, the more he realized exactly how much time Felicity had been spending there. He knew all about Nolan and Felicity. They weren’t exactly subtle about their affair.
After all, they were childhood sweethearts. Lance was used to Felicity hanging all over Nolan; she’d been doing it for as long as he could remember. But he would have thought that, since Nolan was married to someone else,
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they’d at least have a little tact.
Felicity was shameless. She made it a point to touch Nolan’s arm every time Ellie was in the room. It was possessive and mocking in a way that made Lance’s stomach turn.
She was still hanging all over him now, even though Ellie had already left to meet Rae for dinner.
No wonder Ellie was angry all the time if this was what she had to live with.
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