Axle's POV
The sound of the plate shattering had barely faded when I moved without thinking.
Instinct.
That was all it was.
"Narda.. don't…"
My body reacted faster than my brain as I dropped to my knees beside her.
She was already crouching, trying to gather the broken ceramic pieces scattered across the floor, but her hands were trembling. Her fingers hovered just above a sharp edge. I reached out, foolishly and recklessly, and I brushed her hand as I went for the same piece.
That tiny touch…
It was like lightning had arced between our skin.
A jolt ripped through me… it was hot, electric, primal.
I heard her breath catch. She flinched.
Her balance faltered, and for a split second, I thought she'd fall. My arm shot out to steady her, my palm pressing agai
