It was a shock for Desiree to learn that it would only take four days by carriage to get to the Sweetkane lands. Desiree was being held for collateral but her father could have at least found some reason to come visit and bring her sister. She felt the bile rise to her throat as she thought of her father.
What kind of man perpetually sold his own children?
“Have you been there before?” she asked Malcolm when the silence between them had gone on long enough.
“I was there when my Uncle Waylon brought you to Blackstone. Part of the crew.”
“Oh…” Desiree looked at him in surprise. “What do you remember of why he did it? Why he loaned money to my father at all?”
Malcolm shrugged. “It was not my place to know such things. But, I had heard legends about the Sweetkanes. The pack was supposed to have the most beautiful women who were very talented and charmed. Each woman was supposed to be either a witch or an angel.”