Axle's POV
She looked just like her.
For a fraction of a second, standing there by the door, Narda's face caught the low light, her wide eyes reflecting surprise… and the resemblance was undeniable.
My chest tightened. Warmth curled somewhere deep, uninvited. My hand almost twitched toward her.. toward Katrina.
But it wasn't her.
It was Narda.
The warmth inside me died like a flame snuffed out. My jaw clenched. My face hardened, stone slipping back into place.
I moved.
Narda flinched as I strode toward her, quick, decisive. She backed away from the door, eyes darting, but I was already there.
With a quiet click, I shut the door behind me. The space between us shrank.
"What exactly are you doing here?" My voice came out low, sharp-edged, colder than I intende
