Chapter 12 Rejected Mate

• NYX'S POV
• We were in the main living room when pain exploded through my chest, sharp and unrelenting, as if someone had reached inside and clawed at my soul. My breath hitched, and I clutched at my ribs, barely able to remain standing. A guttural groan ripped from my throat as the sensation intensified, searing my veins with a fire I couldn't extinguish.
• Anya's voice broke through the haze of agony. "Nyx? What's wrong?"