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The bond between us had grown so much stronger in such a short time.
It wasn’t just about survival or lust—it was something deeper now. Something that made me feel whole.
As we sat down to eat, the three of us settled into a quiet companionship.
Finn, ever the practical one, announced his plans to catch the first bus out of Grey Arrow in the morning.
"So soon?" I asked, surprised.
Finn nodded, his expression resigned.
"My brothers will start worrying if I don’t show up soon. They probably think I’ve gone rogue or something,” he joked.
I frowned at that but didn’t argue.
I knew how much Finn’s family meant to him, even if it meant going back to the Guild and leaving us behind.
"Well, we’ll miss you," I said sincerely.
After dinner, as the sky darkened outside, I found myself once again wrapped in Samuel’s arms.
This time, though, it was in the comfort of our bed.
His hand stroked gently along my side, avoiding the worst of my injuries, while I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
"You should really get some rest," Samuel murmured, kissing the top of my head.
"I will," I whispered, feeling his warmth seep into me, making everything else seem distant and unimportant. “But let’s stay like this just a little longer.”
“Of course, for as long as you need,” he replied.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
BLAKE
The next morning,despite the persistent ache in my body, I insisted on seeing Finn off.
Samuel had given me a look, one that said he was not at all pleased with the idea.
After some back and forth—and after I pulled theI’m not sure when I’ll see him againcard—he finally relented.
There was no way I was going to let Finn leave without saying goodbye properly.
With Samuel’s help, and Finn’s for that matter, I managed to get into the backseat of the truck.
Every movement sent little flares of discomfort through me, but I bit down on the pain, determined not to let it show.
Finn gave me a sidelong glance, his eyes filled with concern, but he kept quiet.
He knew better than to argue when I had my mind set on something.
As Samuel climbed into the driver’s seat, he shot a glance in the rearview mirror.
“Finn, you sure you don’t want the front seat?” he offered.
Finn shook his head, settling in next to me.
“I’ll keep Blake company back here, if you don’t mind,” Finn said.
