Elizabeth's POV.
“Rose, you can't go in there!” I begged but it all seemed to fall on deaf ears as my friend, Rose rushed into the kitchen, with so much energy, that a tornado couldn't beat her.
A phase of apprehension swept through me as my body tightened with tension watching her go.
Rose was never one to shy away from confrontation, and her fiery temper often led her into trouble.
The kind of trouble that would end our stay in Alpha Tyson’s pack if she didn't listen.
The type that would make us homeless.
“Listen, Rose! Just wait for a bit. She's already on her way.” I begged regardless, reaching to grab her hand but I missed.
My heart pounded in my chest while I watched Rose storming towards the center of the kitchen and then reached for the pot cover.
Her face was sli
