Leah's POV
Finn's face contorted with fury, his brows knotted, and his eyes blazing with unrestrained anger. The veins in his neck bulged as he fixed his glare on me. The air around us felt charged, as if the very fabric of reality was on the verge of tearing apart.
"I've already told you—it's none of your business!" Finn roared, shifting into his wolf form, his fur gleaming with a metallic sheen under the shimmering sunlight.
"Finn, you're weak now. You're not my rival. I need you to calm down and talk to me; this is important," I pleaded.
"I'm done talking to you! You manipulative b***h!" His wolf snarled, stomping its paws with an earth-shaking force. It seemed Finn's wolf was even grumpier than the man himself.
"Answer my question. Is Lucas Farrow your brother?" I repeated, my voi
