Anya sat in the back of the taxi, staring out the window as the city blurred past her. Her hands trembled in her lap, and she could barely hold it together. Her heart was pounding in her chest, its rhythmic beat almost painful against her ribs. She felt utterly devastated, her world upended in the blink of an eye.
Ever since Kaian, the boy she had secretly loved for years, had found his mate, her heart had shattered. That day had been unbearable. She had spent countless nights imagining a life with him, but those dreams were abruptly crushed when fate decided he was meant for someone else. The pain had been suffocating, leaving her feeling lost and rejected.
And then, Axel.
Their encounter had been unexpected, a spontaneous spark of passion when he kissed her unexpectedly that had caugh
