Chapter Fourteen:

Shadows That Don’t Belong

Nova – POV

I couldn’t breathe in that office after he left. His words clung to me, wrapping around my throat like smoke I couldn’t cough out.

Mine.

No one should be able to say one word like that and make it sound like both a threat and a vow.

But Grant Calloway had managed it, and now it ricocheted inside my skull long after his expensive cologne faded from the room.

I paced my cubicle, hugging a stack of books to my chest before shoving ...