Rose’s POV

The drive back to Finn's pack was tense and silent. Every bump on the road felt like a reminder of the conversation I’d had with Luca. The look in his eyes haunted me, as did the uncertainty that still clawed at my heart. Yet, here I was, making this choice. Choosing Finn.

As the car pulled up to the grand stone entrance of Finn’s estate, I took a deep breath, steadying myself. We stepped out of the car, and before I could fully gather my thoughts, I turned to Finn, unable to contain my frustration.

“Why did you follow me?” I asked the edge in my voice surprising...