Chapter 294
Chapter 294:
“With your birthday coming up, I thought it would be a nice gift,” Cayson added with a warm smile. “Do you like this surprise p>
Yelena’s eyes lit up, emotions flickering across her face. “I love it! Thank you so much, Cayson p>
Cayson laughed softly, ruffling her hair in a brotherly gesture. “No need to be so formal with me. Now, come on—let’s see you ride Hawk, okay p>
Yelena nodded eagerly, her smile radiant. “Okay!” In moments, she had changed into her riding attire, the outfit perfectly accentuating her graceful poise.
She looked every bit the seasoned equestrian.
Hawk, standing nearby, seemed to take note of her transformation. The majestic horse held its head high, its sleek black mane glinting in the sunlight.
Yelena approached Hawk with steady, unhurried steps. Her hand extended, she stroked its head gently, her voice low and soothing as she whispered something meant only for the horse’s ears.
What happened next took everyone by surprise. Hawk, known for its proud and unruly temperament, softened almost instantly.
The powerful animal lowered its head slightly and nuzzled Yelena’s shoulder, a gesture of trust and acceptance.
The connection was immediate and profound. Hawk’s acceptance of Yelena was effortless, as though the horse had recognized her as its kindred spirit.
Even Cayson, who had anticipated this moment, looked on in astonishment. “I knew Hawk would like you, but I didn’t expect it to be this quick! It took me days just to get close to him p>
“Let me give it a try,” Yelena said confidently, swinging herself onto Hawk’s back in one fluid motion.
The horse neighed sharply, as if answering her command, and then bolted forward with incredible speed. Hawk galloped like the wind, a blur of power and grace, disappearing over the horizon in moments.
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Cayson laughed, exhilarated by the sight.
Without hesitation, he mounted a nearby horse—a rare breed prized for its speed and stamina—and set off after them, the thrill of the chase lighting up his face.
The scene radiated joy and excitement, but Bella stood frozen, her expression shifting from shock to frustration.
What about her?
They had completely forgotten she was even there! Her hands clenched into fists, her chest tightening with jealousy.
Cayson’s gift, a stunning thoroughbred with a champion’s pedigree, was the kind of thing Bella could only dream of.
Bella actually had a gentle pony of her own—a sweet but unimpressive creature—but it was nothing compared to Hawk’s magnificence.
Everything she had seemed dull and insignificant next to Yelena’s effortless grace and the extraordinary gifts showered upon her.
Bella pressed her lips tightly together, a wave of discomfort washing over her. She felt out of place, almost embarrassed to be here today.
While Yelena and Cayson laughed and galloped across the fields, enjoying themselves on horseback, she stood awkwardly, feeling like a forgotten afterthought.
The people at the equestrian center recognized Bella as the daughter of the Harris family, someone who had always commanded attention here.
She had long been regarded as the apple of the family’s eye, admired for her riding skills and grace.
But this time, things were different. The spotlight was elsewhere, shining brightly on the young woman who had just ridden off with Hawk in an extraordinary display of connection and skill.
A stableman approached Bella, breaking her thoughts. “Miss Harris, would you like me to bring out Dolly for you?” he asked respectfully.
Bella hesitated, the offer leaving a sour taste in her mouth. Dolly was her personal steed, a beautiful horse with pure white hair and a gentle nature. Once, she had adored Dolly, proud of how the horse embodied elegance and poise.
But today, under the shadow of Hawk’s undeniable magnificence, Dolly felt… ordinary. The thought unsettled her, deepening her frustration.
Then, an idea formed in her mind, sharp and sudden. Bella straightened, a small, calculated smile touching her lips.
“You know what?” she said, her tone crisp. “Bring out Dolly. I’d like to ride for a while p>
“Of course,” the stableman replied with a nod before walking off to retrieve the horse.
Bella pressed her lips again, her hand slipping into her pocket to clutch something tightly—a small item she had brought along, just in case.