Ellie POV
It was obvious to all of us that something was terribly wrong.
Nolan had summoned all of us to a predawn meeting. Lance and Cassian were here, along with the leaders of the pack. It was clear that something very serious was going on.
He was standing there with a stack of documents on the table before him. His shoulders were tense, his eyes down on the documents with a look of concentration that worried me. This wasn’t the normally cold man I knew; he looked like he was physically holding back a storm.
I wanted to ask what the hell was going on, but I couldn’t bring myself to break the tense silence.
Lance put his hand on the back of my chair, a protective gesture that calmed my nerves just a little. I looked to him and found that his expression was the same mix of unease
