Choosing The Forgotten, Finding My King
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ten Griffin. My family's power was the only reason he w
te with my sister, Dennie, a fresh hickey on his ne
nd no questions about my life," he whispe
ve to secure his power, then cast me aside, leaving me to die
I was back at the gala, m
ked me to name my choice, I looked past
y voice clear and cold, selecting the cri
pte
lie
ing in my ears. The air outside was crisp, a sharp contrast to the suffocating warmth within. I
I saw
g court by the fountain. His usual entourage of syco
't seen
named Marcus, caught sight of me first. He nudg
ound a stone, leaving Austen front and ce
, snickered. "Look who it is. Still clin
ed to wound. "Trying to squeeze every las
w held a chilling indifference. They were like chips of ice
his voice laced with annoyance. "Haven
using Frederick's good nature to worm your way into thi
ringing up how your father saved the
I'm starting to reconsider this whole arrangement. Any further
t to meddle, to manipulate, and I promise you, any talk of our union wi
y past life, a life where my heart was a raw, open wound, constantly bleedi
eaded, begged for his understanding. This new Kallie, reborn from the
my voice calm, flat. "He's thr
tic crowd. Marcus's jaw dropped. "
asn't bothered with family even
own mansion. His sudden reappearance, especially for my twenty-fifth birthday, was unprece
s. The choice of a Griffin heir to marry. The managin
, ever the opportunist, elbowed Austen. "Looks like someone's about to be
. "Congratulations, Kallie," he drawled, his voice a silken threat. He st
linting with a harsh possessiveness. "No shared accounts. No shared bedroo
for me. You get the name, the status. I g
ther timeline? Did he remember what he had done to me, to us? The thought
e cut through the air. "Aust
faint flush on her cheeks, her eyes wide and seemingly fragile. Her "debilitating anxiety" was alw
He rushed to her side, his arm encircling her waist. "Dennie, m
. Frederick just asked me to... keep an eye on things. Make sure Kallie wasn't too overwhe
to me. His grip on Dennie tightened. "Kallie, Dennie ne
only of yourself. Dennie needs constant care, su
s voice was low, threatening. "Don't even think about making trouble,
bling up from deep within my chest. Call it o