sound of that voice. All eyes snapped u

the steps. His silver hair was perfectly combed, his black ta

ora's mother grow up, and he had watched Eleonora take her first steps. In this

broken wrist. "Alistair! This psycho thief broke into the house

enaline. "Sir, we are preparing to restrain the intruder and hand

m. His eyes were locked entirely

black mask, and her frame was worryingly thin, but Alistair would never mistake

p his pace, practically shoving the head of security out of

waist, executing a perfect, ninety-degree bow. It was a g

rembling with deep emotion. "You have suffered. I am deep

e disbelief. Their eyes darted wildly between the frail, trench-coat-clad girl and the legendary butler. Did he just call her Miss

, leaving him a sickly shade of gray. The throbbing pain in his wri

e realized with a sickening jolt that he had just ordered his men to attack

ace. The stress rash was visible, but it did nothing to

m, cutting through the silence like a scalpel. "When did the security standar

y, but they hit the securit

eplaced by a terrifying, cold fury. He spun around and glared at C

oice echoing in the high ceilings. "How dare you

er. "That bag belonged to Cassandra Bryant-the late Mrs. Carlisle.

who had accused her earlier tried to hide behind a tall girl, his face

ow this foul-mouthed thug out of the gates. Now. If his feet t

n order. Two massive guards lunged forward, gra

r like a dead dog. His broken wrist swung wildly

ward the second floor, "Addisyn! A

th from his belt and shoved it brutally i

cold night, landing hard on the gravel driveway. The doors slammed shut

who had mocked Eleonora. "The rest of you. Get out of this ha

e teenagers didn't need to be told twice. They scrambled toward the side doors

freezing cold. No one dared

th Alistair following respectfully a step behind her, began her ascent up the gra