Dalia's POV
Minutes had passed since the devastating revelation that Orion was my mate, and those minutes felt like hours of pure chaos. Darby was practically bouncing off the walls inside my mind, celebrating like she'd won the supernatural lottery. But me? I was burning with rage so intense it could power half the city.
For years, Orion had treated me like I was invisible. He'd pushed me away, acted like my presence disgusted him, and when I finally left for my parents' place, he hadn't even bothered to check if I was alive. Now he expected me to just fall into his arms because of some cosmic joke? Not happening.
The mate bond, though, had other plans. It yanked at my insides like a chain, dragging my heart toward him against my will. Every breath filled my lungs with his intoxicating scent, making Darby practically purr with satisfaction. I needed to get my head straight and fast.
