Rose's POV
Lucas was there—pointing a gun directly at us.
I couldn’t believe it. How did he find me? Why did he come looking for me? Part of me knew I should be glad he was here, but how could I be happy when he was putting himself in danger because of me—because of my foolish decisions? I had caused this. I should be the one to face it alone.
Lucas’s voice snapped me out of my spiralling thoughts. “I said, let her go.”
“And what if I don’t?” Liam's voice boomed back, his grip tightening painfully around me. “Who the hell are you?”
“Oh, I’ll be your worst nightmare. So help me God, if you don’t let her go.” Lucas’s voice was calm, but the menace in his eyes was unmistakable. The gun in his hand didn’t waver, trained steadily on Liam.
Liam chuckled darkly, glancing between us. “I see
