CHAPTER FORTY
The fire crackles and pops, casting a warm glow against the encroaching darkness of the forest. I stand at the edge of our camp, watching the flames lick the night air, feeling the weight of my decision heavy in my chest. Finn is just a few paces away, sharpening his dagger with meticulous care—his blonde hair catching the firelight, turning it into a halo of gold around his head.
"Hey," I call out, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. Finn looks up, his green eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that has always made me feel like he can see right through me.
"Lane," he acknowledges, setting the blade aside. He rises to his feet, every move deliberate, showcasing the controlled power of the Beta he is. "What's wrong?"
I take a deep breath, buying myself a mom
