The sight of Marcus pushing that veiled wheelchair through the side exit sent a shockwave straight through Clara's chest. That woman in the heavy black veil could be her mother. For months, Marcus had lied, manipulated, and kept her mother hidden away in secret. She could not let him slip through her fingers again.

Before Lucian or the brothers could even process what was happening, Clara broke away from their circle.

She lifted the heavy red velvet skirts of her gown with both hands and bolted across the dusty wooden stage.

"Clara, stop!" Lucian shouted, his deep voice ringing out with raw panic. He reacted instantly, chasing after her with...