Betrayed by Blood
Kendra lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her body rigid with anger. The soreness in her throat was a constant reminder of Cain's brutality. Even now, she could feel the ghost of his grip, the way his fingers had tightened around her neck as if she were nothing.
She wasn't nothing.
Her fingers trailed over the tender skin of her throat, and rage surged through her again. He had humiliated her. Worse, he had done it in front of others. In front of Avery.
Her jaw clenched. The mere thought of that girl made her stomach churn.
Avery.
She absolutely despised the girl. That servant girl. That nobody.
It made her sick, made her furious to think that Cain had chosen to defend Avery over her. Her. Kendra, the woman who had stood by his side for years. Who had done everything she could to prove her worth to him.
