Falcon's Fury: The Heiress Returns

heat and the Sterling ranch, counting do

ion, the familiar echo of

er the mansion. Her familiar room w

o the gardens. There, under a wilti

pink fabric betrayed

pered, "No... no cookies. Cookies are f

smug and heavily pregnant, dangling Lily'

a bit sooner than

aciously gave me her share," she pur

father, stand by while hi

her to twist our family's lega

s an act of heinous cruelty. A deliberate

heir, was now utte

away my own Falcon emblem, she decla

my shirt, hidden by years of p

activated the Ghost Tactical Squad-F

was about