The Game Begins

[EVE]

I couldn't help but glance over at Sinclair. In my eyes, he was cool right now, a force of nature standing tall amidst the chaos.

I hadn't known what to expect coming here, standing in debt to a man like Sinclair.

It was reckless showing up in public like this, a target painted on my back, but I had no choice. Sinclair's protection was the only thing shielding me from the wolves that lurked in the shadows.

His offer came with a price, of course, but being under his wing, as his adopted daughter no less, would make the others think twice before coming after me openly. They'd hesitate.

But the downside? The danger was now constant, relentless—though honestly, that wasn't new. My life had always been on a knife's edge right now.