Broken Chains

An EMT who can feel death. An angel who chose to live. A city breaking apart beneath them.
Emma Walsh doesn't talk about the pressure in her chest. The one that builds when someone nearby is dying. The one that made her the best diagnostician in Boston EMS — and the loneliest woman in the city. She's carried it since she was eight, and she's never told a single person.
Then she touches a stranger's wrist at a car crash, and the pressure goes silent.
Azrael has been the Angel of Death since before humanity existed. He chose a mortal body, a Boston neighborhood, and a life built on patience and midnight pasta. He leads the Fallen Response Unit — a team of supernatural operatives who maintain the invisible ward system protecting three million people. He wasn't looking for a fated mate.
But Boston's wards are failing. A trusted ally has gone rogue. Something ancient is stirring beneath Commercial Street — a century-old wound in reality that watches, feeds, and hunts. And Emma's death-sense is the only thing that can close it.
If she stops running from the gift that terrifies her most.