Rose was miserable. She sat inside the carriage that would take her to Blackthorne pack with alpha Logan, she felt like a baggage that would be delivered away. This was not the union that she wanted.
The satisfying feeling that she felt for making Nycta see her error didn't get her too far, because in the end of the day, her sacred moment was ruined. No amount of word could make her feel better.
Someone knocked from outside of the carriage and her father's voice traveled inside, asking her to open it. Rose knew it was him, she could smell his scent, but she was still very angry when she opened the door and let her father in.
"I know you are angry," king Amidas said calmly. "But, this is necessary."