Chapter 4 — Fractured Trust

Lily Meadows

The sky was the color of steel as Lily stepped into the barn, the sharp morning air biting at her cheeks, her breath curling in faint clouds. Zeus's stall loomed at the far end, dimly lit by the flickering overhead lights. As she approached, the stallion's presence was palpable—an aura of restless energy that wrapped around him like an invisible storm. His black coat gleamed even in the dull light, every muscle taut, his ears swiveling toward her before pinning back sharply.