Elouise’s POV
Normally, when you find out someone you don’t like works somewhere, you would avoid going there especially since there’s nothing special about the place. That’s what I would do, and if I asked Jack or Liz, they would do the same. That’s because it’s common sense.
Avoid the enemy.
Lucas, that son of a—
He brushed past me as I was bent over a table trying to scrub a stubborn stain from it. My instinct told me to turn around and punch whoever it was in the nose but the moment I saw his face, my body froze.
Wyatt—God knows how aware Lucas has made him—decided he should bump into me all the same. But whilst Lucas’ was a gentle brush to tease me through the bond, Wyatt decided he should push me hard enough to nearly wind me against the table.
My wolf growled. The sound ha
