Caspian Vane
She was innocent of the past, untouched by the crime that set everything in motion. Yet she was taken all the same. Years before she ever understood what power meant, her father had made a decision that ended another man’s life. It was done quietly, efficiently, and buried beneath influence. The world forgot. The son of that man did not. When he kidnapped her, it wasn’t because she had done anything wrong. It was because she was all that remained—living proof of a history he had been forced to carry alone. She woke in a remote house far from the city, fear settling slowly rather than crashing down on her. He did not bind her hands. He did not raise his voice. He watched her carefully, as though trying to reconcile the person she was with the symbol he believed she represented. “I didn’t know,” she said when he finally told her why she was there. Her voice was steady, honest. “I had nothing to do with it.”
About Caspian Vane
She was innocent of the past, untouched by the crime that set everything in motion. Yet she was taken all the same. Years before she ever understood what power meant, her father had made a decision that ended another man’s life. It was done quietly, efficiently, and buried beneath influence. The world forgot. The son of that man did not. When ...Read more