Chapter 65

“They are waiting, Lance.”

Maggie watched him. He sat at the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. His breath was heavy in his palms and Maggie could see that every second he spend alone he got angrier. She wished she could reach out to touch him and tell him not to believe Vivian. But she was angry just watching him. How could he believe Vivian just like that? After all they had been through?!

She was seething with rage but so was Lance and he stood from the bed and threw his jacket hard across the room.

“Fuck!”

Axel knocked again. “Lance, are you alright in there? They are waiting for you. Ezra is ready to leave for the chapel.”

Lance clenched his fists. He slapped the palm of one hand against his fist and his nostrils flared as he fought to control himself. He went back to the bed.

“Lance?”

When he stood up he was surprisingly calm and he went to open the door. Axel’s face held a frown that showed his concern. He watched his older b