ARIA'S POV
I saw the hurt flash across Finn's face, and something in me snapped. Without thinking, I flung open the car door and rushed towards them.
"Stop it!" I suddenly shouted, my voice cracking with emotion. "Both of you, just stop!”
But they were both too far gone to listen to me.
"You've always been jealous of me," Dante snapped, landing a kick to Finn's ribs.
Finn grunted in pain. “Me? Jealous?" he laughed bitterly. "Of what? Your arrogance? Your inability to stand up to our mother?"
"At least I have a place in this pack," Dante spat. "What are you? The spare? The backup?"
In that moment, I didn’t think, I just acted.
I positioned myself directly in front of Finn, my back to him, my arms outstretched as if I could physically shield him from Dante’s anger.
Dante’s eyes, still burning with anger, shifted from Finn to me. And just like that, his expression darkened even more. His jaw tightened, the muscle in his cheek twitching with barely controlled rage.