Chosen By The Moon Goddess

Zoe was driving home in the middle of the night, barely able to keep her eyes open. She didn't know why she always tried to prove herself to people who couldn't care less. Being the chief of cardiac surgery at the age of twenty-four was beginning to weigh on her. It had always been her dream, but that didn't make it easy.

She had graduated high school at fifteen and had her choice of colleges to choose from. Zoe had decided to go to Standford so she could move across the country far away from her parents. They were more interested in when they were going to get their next drug fix than taking care of her. When they did notice she was around, Zoe was their favorite punching bag. In spite of their lack of parenting, she worked hard to ensure she didn't follow in their footsteps.

With the help of her school advisor, Zoe moved to California and started over. An older couple sponsored her so she didn't have to sleep in the dorms and would have guardians when needed, as she was under eighteen.

Zoe excelled in college and finished medical school when she was twenty. Men and women treated her like she was nothing more than a foolish teenager, even when she proved she was smarter and more successful. She was made chief six months ago at one of the most prestigious hospitals in Los Angeles.

Zoe looked in the mirror as she sat at a stoplight. Her dark auburn hair was pulled back in a long ponytail with a few loose strands around her heart-shaped face. Her dark blue eyes had dark circles under them that made her look older than she was. She was only 5'5" but had an attitude that made her seem bigger than her petite size.

Despite all the crap she'd dealt with her whole life, Zoe wasn't afraid of anything other than not finding love. Even though she'd never felt love from anyone, she believed in it and hoped to experience it one day. She often dreamt about the man that would come along and sweep her off her feet. That didn't mean she wasn't cautious. She did have a hard time trusting people and could usually read them pretty well after only a few minutes. So whoever her knight in shining armor turned out to be, she knew he would have to be someone special.

As she made her way through the streets of Torrence, she was only about five minutes from home when she noticed a couple of cars stopped on the side of the road. Zoe slowed down and saw that it was an accident that appeared to have just happened. There were no police or ambulances there yet. She was exhausted, but she had to make sure no one needed help.

When she exited the car, Zoe noticed two men standing beside the vehicle with the most damage. They were talking to someone through the driver-side window. From the damage to the car, the man still inside was lucky to be alive.

"I'm a doctor. Is anyone injured?" She asked, pulling on medical gloves as she approached the cars. The two men standing outside turned to look at her. One was around six feet stocky with muscles everywhere. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He studied her with interest while the other man openly gawked at her.

He was much taller, at least 6'5", maybe more. He had wavy blonde hair, tanned skin, and grey eyes. The muscles on him were so prominent Zoe briefly wondered if he was a bodybuilder. Since neither of them seemed to want to speak, she turned toward the man in the car.