Chapter 69

**Chapter 69**

**Aria’s POV**

My lips parted, yet no sound emerged. A chaotic hum filled my mind, resembling the frantic buzz of a swarm of angry bees. Deep within me, my wolf emitted a low, distressed whine, mirroring the turmoil in my heart. This house… it had been our sanctuary, the first genuine home that Lana and I had known in what felt like an eternity. A place where we could finally rest our heads without the anxiety of needing to flee at a moment’s notice, shoes perpetually at the ready by the door.

And now—

Now it was slipping through our fingers.

Because of me.

Peter found himself ensnared in this predicament due to my choices. How could I even begin to suggest that he refrain from selling? What authority did I possess to make such a request?