I Forgot I Loved You Alpha (Ellie and Nolan) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Nolan POV

“We need to talk,” Ellie said as she walked into my office. She had a serious expression on her face and was fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. She almost looked like er old self-nervous, watery-eyed-before I’d even said a word to her.

Part of me was relieved to see it, but considering the conversation I had just had with Felicity, I was in no mood to deal with her games.

“What is it?” I demanded.

“I had a doctor’s appointment this morning,” she said haltingly, “and there’s something that we need to discuss.”

“If this has something to do with your memory loss, I don’t have the time for it today. I need to prepare.”

“Prepare for what?” she asked, looking perplexed.

“Felicity is leaving the pack temporarily because of the rumors about us that your behavior has only amplified,” I snapped.

She stared at me silently for several long seconds.

“Speechless?” I asked. “What, did you think that your behavior wouldn’t have consequences?”

“My behavior? This isn’t my fault. She’s the one who went on TV talking about you like that,” Ellie replied, shaking her head.

“And if you weren’t moping around acting pathetic all the time, people wouldn’t be reading into it. The Alpha’s wife should be confident, not-”

“Nolan, please, I don’t want to argue right now. I really have to talk to you about something. It’s very important,” she interrupted, her voice pleading.

“Not as important as this,” I snapped back. “I don’t even want to look at you right now. Get out of my sight.”

“Why are you being so cruel?” she asked, her voice shaking “I’m trying to tell you that I-”

“I don’t care what you’re trying to say,” I replied. “You’ve taken up enough of my focus recently with your games and lies. I have work to do. Get out of my sight.”

Her lower lip trembled and she bit it hard, and her eyes went cold as she looked at me.

“Fine,” she said firmly. “Forget I said anything. It doesn’t involve you anyway.”

With that, she turned and stormed out of the room.

I watched her go, a strange tightness in my chest. Maybe I was overreacting. It truly wasn’t Ellie’s fault that Felicity had made this decision-not directly, anyway.

It was a series of mistakes from both of them that had created the atmosphere that required such a drastic measure. But I just couldn’t stand to look at Ellie right now

Just this morning I’d learned that I was going to lose Felicity, if only for a short time, but it still hit me like a knife between the ribs.

Whatever Ellie had to say right now, I didn’t want to hear it

Ellie POV

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“He’s never going to change,” I said with a sigh. “I’ve accepted that.”

“It doesn’t excuse the way he treats you,” Cassian replied, his voice low but earnest. “Ellie, you shouldn’t resign yourself to being neglected and abused for the rest of your life.”

“I haven’t,” I assured him, though the truth sat heavy in my chest. I couldn’t tell him about the plans for the divorce- or any of the other details I’d been keeping locked away.

Cassian’s eyes narrowed in quiet skepticism. “Speaking up for yourself isn’t the same thing as leaving a situation that’s making you miserable.”

“I appreciate that you care. I really do,” I said, tilting my head slightly as I studied him. “But if I’m honest, I don’t understand it. Until a few weeks ago, we were complete strangers. Why are you so concerned about me?”

“No one deserves to be treated this way,” he answered quickly, but something flickered in his gaze, something heavier, unspoken. He looked almost… torn.

Since the moment we’d met, there’d been a strange tension in the air around him. Maybe he was just an awkward person and I was overthinking it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling there was more beneath the surface.

I picked up a pastry from the tray between us and took a bite. The sweet, strawberry filling was a nice distraction.

“You should try these. The strawberries are grown here in the garden,” I said.

Cassian looked at me strangely, his eyes widening slightly. Strawberry?”

“Yeah, they’re delicious.”

Cassian stared for so long that I felt like I had somehow offended him. “What?”

“Nothing,” he said quickly. “For some reason, I thought you were allergic to strawberries.”

I shook my head, looking at him curiously. “I don’t have any allergies.

“I see,” Cassian said. He picked up one of the pastries and stared at it with a far away look in his eyes before taking a bite.

We let the conversation drift to safer, lighter topics, but even then, the weight of what hadn’t been said lingered between us. Eventually, Cassian excused himself for some meeting, and I was left alone again.

The rest of the day stretched out quietly until dinner. When I stepped into the dining room, Nolan was already seated at the long table.

It was all I could do not to turn right back around.

After the argument we had in his office earlier today, I could hardly stand to look at him. I had been trying to come clean about the pregnancy, trying for once to trust him, and he pushed me away because of Felicity, just like always.

I should have expected it. She was always going to come first, and as much as I didn’t care about him being in love with someone else, it still hurt in that moment. But it was a good reminder of why I had to leave, why I couldn’t allow him to learn about the babies.

Nolan would never prioritize anyone over her-not even his own children-so I couldn’t trust him. Felicity was so angry and jealous all the time; if I gave birth to Nolan’s kids she would make their lives hell.

Even if Nolan himself wasn’t so bad, she would be. Somehow in my panic this morning, I’d forgotten about that. The way he snapped at me was a perfect reminder.

“Are you going to stand there or eat?” he asked, interrupting my thoughts.

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