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Chapter 15

Author: N.O Darling
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 06:21:51

** Paige’s POV **

I sit in silence as the weight of this entire insane new world bears down on me. I can still feel their eyes on me, like they’re waiting for me to do something. For what I don’t know. For me to scream?… To cry?… To run?

I don’t do any of those things. I can’t. Instead, I just breathe slow shaky breaths.

In and out. In and out.

Because the truth is echoing in my head now, and it’s louder than my fear, louder than my pride. Jaxon belongs here. Not in a city. Not in some clinical school with fluorescent lights, plastic playground toys and fragile humans. He belongs here, in the woods, with his pack. With them. Which means I have to stay here too.

“So what happens now?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

“We take it one day at a time. No pressure. No weird rituals or howling at the moon,” Callen says, a little humour in his tone.

“You’re not helping,” Ryder snorts, and I look up just in time to catch a flicker of a smile as he looks at Call
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