Caesar's POV
Her question caught me off guard for a moment.
Margaret wasn't someone who could see the bigger picture. If she felt cornered, she was capable of anything.
But we still didn't know the full extent of the dark forces that Stone Shaw had left behind all those years ago—how far they'd grown, how deep their roots had spread.
I held Viya's gaze, my throat working as I swallowed down what little pride I had left. Again. "If I said yes, would you believe me?"
My voice came out rougher than I intended. "Viya, from the moment you called me that first time when you were thirteen, I never wanted to favor anyone else over you."
When she'd first been brought to the Blackwood house, I hadn't paid much attention to her existence.
After my father died, Margaret's power
