Danica whispered, “I know that’s right.”
Sabine murmured, “Danica.”
“No, ma’am. I am Team Crowne right now.”
Despite everything, my mouth almost betrayed me.
Darius heard her.
He deserved that.
“I mishandled her arrival,” he said.
“You invited her here?” my father asked.
“She wrote that she needed help.”
“That was not the question.”
Darius swallowed.
“Yes,” he said. “I allowed her to come.”
The foyer tightened.
My father’s wolf pressed forward so sharply that several guards shifted their stance.
I stepped forward.
“Daddy.”
He did not look at me.
His eyes stayed on Darius.
“You allowed a former lover into the home where my daughter lives as your wife?”
“Yes.”
“And you expected what? That she would decorate the guest room with grace while another woman tested her position
