My mind was spinning, caught between fragments of the past few days that refused to settle. A blur of moments: the rushed wedding, Liam’s betrayal, and Draven’s disturbing revelations about the Syndicate. And his father. His father, of all people.
“Draven, what makes you think your father is working with the Syndicate?” I asked, barely managing to keep my voice steady.
Draven’s expression hardened, shadows settling in his eyes. "I have my reasons," he said, his voice quiet and hesitant. "He's been working in the background, pulling strings in ways I haven't figured out yet."
And if he keeps going, he’ll put our entire family at risk.”
A chill slid down my spine. “What kind of risk?”
“The Stone family heirloom.” He spoke the words like they held some dark secret. "It’s more than just a
