Falling Through The Dark

n-slicked pavement. She had never been the type to long for things she could never have, but tonight, her thoughts lingered on a different kind of yearning-one

grew heavier with each passing year. She had no illusions about life. Dreams were for peop

Whoever it was, whatever it was, it didn't matter. Nothing ever did. Mira had learned to bl

n, until finally, with an irritated sigh, Mira reache

he number, but she kne

an who had everything but gave nothing. His charm, his looks, the aura of mystery that surrounded him-it all made him irresistibly dangerous. But Mira wasn'

She had no control over the ev

en, his words blunt and to the po

r the reply box. What

of curiosity. Against her better j

ickly: **The alle

about Jaxon that made people, especially women, want to run the other way, but she wasn't the type to give in to impulse. Still, something na

artment, locking the door behind her. The air was thick with moisture, and the scent of wet asphalt clung to everything as she made her way to the

ted from Jaxon. Every part of her screamed to tu

the wet ground, and Mira felt a shiver run down her spine. She stopped at the entrance, glancing aroun

was unmistakable, tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a black leath

ghlighted the tension in his jaw, the furrow in his brow. He hadn't noticed her yet, and Mira took a moment to study him, wondering what

, rough and low, brok

er chest, a defensive gestur

omething different in his eyes. A flicker of uncertainty. Mira fel

nute," he said, his t

crate. The rain had started to ease off, but the damp air still cl

ide her, the distance between them now smaller than it had ever been. Mira felt a strange tension b

finally said, his voice almo

her patience running thin. "You called me

ut it's not something I can ignore. Mira..." He paused, searching for t

tanding up. "If you're not going to tell

t listen. You don't know what it's like-what I've been through.

ra asked, her vo

is eyes full of something raw. "I've never felt anything like this. Not fo

untouchable Jaxon she had come to know. This was a man, vulner

but I don't have time for games," she sai

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have dragged you into t

e way he spoke-like he was preparing for

, her voice barel

her as he looked toward the

a's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't bring herse

her head. "You're not my mate. You don

at I'm talking about. I didn't ask for it, and I sure as he

couldn't be happening. It ha

he way he looked at h