Ellen's POV
“Relax Sandra. I just went out to get her some clothes. That's all. You don't have to be so fussy about it.” I said to her on the phone, leaning against the railing that overlooked the city.
She scoffed, the faint clamour of pots in the background giving away the fact that she was in the kitchen. “You tell that to Angelica later. Ever since Ragnar started going to your school you've been all over him and that wolfless i***t. It's like you forget we exist.” She said gruffly, and I felt bad.
I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the window opposite me. “Look. I want to get Ragnar's attention away from her. I don't like how he's all over her. It disgusts me.” I snarled, rubbing my chin.
“Oh really? So what are you planning?” She asked, with the same mischievous
