The Real Heiress Rules the World

“Jill!” Sean’s heart nearly stopped at the sight before him.

All around them, the riding arena had exploded into chaos–shouts, screams, hooves pounding against dirt.

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Sloane’s chest clenched. She didn’t hesitate for a second. Urging her horse forward, she shot across the field like an arrow loosed from a bow.

The black stallion was still on a rampage, kicking up dust with every wild step. Its eyes were bloodshot, frothing at the mouth–completely unhinged.

Jill’s horse was just as terrified, bolting blindly across the field. Jill clung desperately to its neck, her face white as chalk, tears brimming in her eyes. She bounced helplessly with each jolt, about to be thrown at any moment.

Then, with a violent jerk, Jill was finally tossed from the saddle–but her foot caught in the stirrup. Her body dangled just inches above the ground, dragging limply behind the runaway horse.

Sloane’s heart dropped. Without pause, she veered toward the raging black stallion. As she drew close, she yanked a hairpin from her bun and, timing it perfectly, drove it into the side of the stallion’s neck.

The sharp tip sank into a nerve point. The stallion shrieked in agony, rearing up high and flinging its rider from the saddle. With a final scream, it collapsed to the ground.

Sloane didn’t have time to breathe. She wheeled her

was still tearing across the field, dragging her behind like a ragdoll. One wrong bounce and she’d be seriously

forward, closing the gap. When she drew even, she sprang from her saddle with practiced precision and landed on Jill’s horse, In one smooth motion, she bent low and freed Jill’s foot from the stirrup, pulling her

danger wasn’t over yet. The horse was still

listen to me. I need your help. Grab the reins.

nodded and reached out,

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though slower now–until Sloane lifted her hand

reached the horse’s ears, it flicked them toward her and

and steady. Step by step, the frenzied gallop slowed to a trot… and then to

the edge of the arena, the horse finally

onto the soft grass. Jill’s legs trembled under