The heavy black armored sedan came to a complete stop on the driveway of Vane Manor. Clara stared out the window at the tall, silver haired woman standing by the luxury limousine. Victoria Vane looked like royalty carved out of stone. Her dark sunglasses hid her eyes, but her sharp, proud chin showed she was a woman who was used to getting her own way all the time.

Lucian opened his door and stepped out first, his tall body tense and ready for a fight. Jax and Silas followed close behind him, their faces locked into cold, serious expressions.

Clara took a deep breath, opened her door, and stepped out...