Wife's Fury, Dynasty To Ashes

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rtain of ice. Kaela' s sobs were carried on the wind, thin and

e took a step closer, his eyes burning with a cold fire I hadn't seen dir

mall, wickedly sharp blade I always kept strapped to my thigh. "You brought your

side of his neck, right over the pulsing carotid artery. He didn't even flin

mson sphere against his skin. It rolled down his neck, a stark red trail agains

to his ear. "Do you remember the brothers we lost? The blood we spilled? Our son

mine, and in their depths, I saw a flicker of the man I used

t. It was a calculated move, an attempt to reach the wom

" I breathed, pressing the

h anger, but with a weary authorit

ent reminder of the ambush that had taken our son. I remembered Holden, after the attack, forcing me to eat, spoonful by spoonful, when I had lost the will

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ed to the wet concrete of the pier. My strength was go

us entirely on the girl. "It's okay, Kaela," he

. I just shook my head, giving them a slight nod of permission. I ha

Kaela launched herself into Holden's arms, sobbing hystericall

ed to kill our baby, Holden!" she shrieked, pointing a trembling finge

me, his expression hardening

is features. He smoothed her hair back from her face. "Hush now," he said

isbelief. Even I was stunned by his casual cruel

held the king, when in reality, she was just another piece on Holden's board. She thought a child was her crown, he

yes rolled back in her head, and she

me, his gaze unreadable. He walked past me without another word, the divorce papers on the crate fluttering in the w

loved me, but because he couldn't afford to. A

It was a photo. The little silver locket I had made for our son, the one I kept in a memorial box at

e this to me. He said it was time t