The Shadow (Dominion Hall #14)

I’ve spent my life on the edges of other people’s love stories, stepping back before anyone notices me. I’m quiet. Careful. Too gentle for the world I live in.

I believe in order. In roots. In things that grow when you tend them long enough.

I didn’t believe in men like Micah Dane. He doesn’t charm. He watches. He decides. And once he does, he doesn’t waver.

Micah makes me feel seen in a way I never have before—not something delicate to admire, but something essential he intends to keep. I tell myself I don’t belong in his life. That a man like him couldn’t possibly want someone like me. But Micah doesn’t agree. And the closer I get to him, the more I realize this isn’t a story about being rescued.

It’s a story about being chosen.