Finnick’s POV Arriving back at the packhouse, we all went back to the room we were sharing to get ready together. We had managed to work through our issue and everything seemed fine, but Zayne and I couldn’t help but feel like we’d just dodged a bullet. Neither of us wanted to be apart from Sarah for a while, both needing the reassurance of her presence. “Please, tell me where we’re going!” Sarah cajoled us for the hundredth time. “How will I know what to wear, if you don’t tell me?” “We told you already, princess. It’s a surprise. Just wear something comfortable.” Zayne told her, feigning exasperation. Not getting the response she wanted, she turned her pleading, puppy-dog eyes on me. But I held my ground, shaking my head at her and pretending to be extremely interested in something on my phone. I heard a loud huff followed by the bathroom door slamming closed, making me flinch a little. “Mate is feisty! I like it!” Callum grinned in my head, making me laugh. “Wow!” Zayne
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