"Open your hand. Slowly. Don't let anyone see it."
Kade's voice was barely a breath against her ear as he steered her through the crowded reception hall, one hand pressed to the small of her back, guiding her toward a quiet alcove behind a wall of white flowers. Ivy uncurled her fingers just enough for him to glimpse the note before he closed his hand over hers again, folding it shut.
"Who gave you this," he asked, low and urgent.
"I don't know. Someone in the crowd, right as we crossed into the hall. I didn't even see a face." Her heart was still hammering from the words scrawled across the paper, three words that had turned her wedding day into something far more dangerous than a forced marriage. "They know everything. What does that mean, Kade? Know what?"
"I don't know yet." He sli
