The silence in the room was deafening after Anya’s sudden disappearance. Axel stood motionless, his hands clenched into fists, his breathing ragged as his gaze burned into the spot where she had vanished. The emptiness she left behind clawed at him, threatening to unravel him completely.
“She’s gone,” he whispered, his voice low and strained. Then louder, more desperate, he roared, “Where is she? Who took her?”
King Kai, his grandfather, stepped forward, his expression heavy with a mix of caution and sorrow. “It was Tay,” he said finally. “The Underworld Prince. Maya’s mate.”
The words struck Axel like a hammer. His brows furrowed in disbelief as he processed what he’d just heard. “What?” he asked, his voice trembling with rage. “You’re telling me that the boogeyman, no, the boogey demo
