Aaron snorted beside me, crossing his arms. “Pathetic,” he muttered, shaking his head.
I turned on my heel, satisfied that the message had been delivered loud and clear. Rose wouldn’t be bothering us again anytime soon.
Aaron and I resumed our path toward the cottage, the tension in my shoulders easing slightly as the distance between us and Rose grew.
“Do you think she’ll actually leave Amber alone now?” Aaron asked, his tone skeptical.
“Probably not,” I admitted. “But if she knows what’s good for her, she’ll think twice before pulling any more stunts.”
Aaron smirked, his sharp canines flashing. “If she doesn’t, Amber can deal with her. I’d love to see her put that spoiled brat in her place.”
I couldn’t help but grin at the thought. Amber might not fully realize it yet,
