Chapter 103

Kaia POV

Father suddenly clapped his hands together, the sharp sound echoing through the study. The gesture made my skin prickle. Something about the way his lips curved—not quite a smile, not quite a sneer—set every instinct I had on edge.

“I love this attitude,” he said, his voice dripping with false admiration. “If not for the curse you’re carrying, I would have said you’re truly my child.”

I stiffened.

There it was. The reminder. The weapon he never failed ...