No. It wouldn’t. Because he looks at Hayden in a way he’s never looked at meAnd now he was getting married. To Hayden.
Tears dripped down her face. She wasn’t even sure if it was the wind or from her broken heart. Tugging on the reins, she slowed Volt down. He dropped back into a canter and then to a walk.
“Easy boy,” she crooned and patted his muscular neck. “You always want to push too hard for too long.” It was something she sometimes felt inside herself. A wild need to push herself beyond her own limits until she broke free.
Volt tossed his head, his black mane flaring in a ripple over his skin as though to protest her words but kept their leisurely pace as they moved along the line of Aspen trees, his hooves churning the blanket of vivid yellow leaves. They were a few months away f
