Raising the Wolves

Caspian's words replaying in my head. Marrying her is just r

t be his c

y man I wanted. I didn't need to beg for scr

"I'm serious, Dad. I'm marrying Silas. I trust him.

he Fel

, my voice sharp. "Their deference to me is just an act." I hid the flicker of pain

shoulders. "I ha

ng, swe

ff Lyra McClain's allowance completely. She's

that's what you want, it's done. I'll have them

hest. I walked out of the

a delicate white dress, looking like the picture of

nd you! There's a charity polo matc

felt sick to my stomach. This was the face of the

arm away fro

theatrical genius, she let out a small cry and tumbled

ame from the bottom of th

ll. The seven Fellows, stand

s face red with rage. "Seraphina, you

ith tears in her eyes. "No, no, it wasn't Seraphina! I just slipp

, her lip trembling. She

glared at me w

, dismissive look before scooping Lyra into his arm

ne. I didn't get a chance to e

lesson at the stables, hoping the fresh air

was with her. As I approached, she deliberately stumbled near my h

m. "I'm sorry about this morning. And please, don't worry about me and C

were the most precious thing in the world. He personally saddled

paddock, his hands patiently guiding hers on the reins, h

nting block. But instead of letting her use it, he dropp

fr

most spirited stallion in our stables, a wild horse no one could tame.

im that a man should o

-year-old Caspian and said,"Kneel. Let her step on your s

vience wasn't a symbol of devotion to him; it was an assertion of power. It was the moment he began to resent me