Chapter 1

After I was brought back to the Wentworth Group, my father told me to dance the opening waltz at the charity gala.

I looked at the three men I’d grown up with. The ones who’d already promised.

They walked right past me. All three reached for Skylar.

Dax spoke first. “DNA says you’re a Wentworth. But Skylar’s in an awkward spot right now. No one picks her, she’ll be humiliated.”

Jasper laughed. “Thea, you’re tough as nails. I’m sitting this one out.”

Kieran, who’d grown up beside me, glanced my way. “Not picking you this time. Don’t make a scene.”

I stood there, lost. Greyson cut through the crowd toward me.