Chapter Ninety-One
*Lines in the Sand*
The grand Louis family home, usually a place of quiet, tasteful wealth, felt like a pressure cooker about to blow. The argument had moved from the dining room into the high-ceilinged foyer, its marble floor reflecting the fury above.
“You brought her here?” Xami’s voice was a low, dangerous vibration, his eyes fixed on Axel. He stood protectively in front of Lyra. “To this house, tonight, knowing what she is? Knowing what she’s done?”
Axel leaned on his cane, a smirk playing on his lips. “Saphira is a guest. A charming one. She’s offering the Louis family valuable… perspective. Something your wife seems determined to erase. It’s called networking, brother. You should try it instead of hiding behind Grandmother’s skirts.”
“This isn’t networking,”
