LOGIN** Paige’s POV **
The little house Midnight Pack assigned us is warmer than it looks from the outside, all old brick and papered walls, with thick rugs thrown over the creaking floorboards. It smells a little musty, but it’s clean and safe, and that’s all that really matters.
Poppy and Jake left a little while ago to help with the injured pack members still recovering from last night’s chaos. Remy, Ronnie and Leo were gone before I woke up, and Callen and Ryder have gone to meet with Josh. So it’s quiet here with just me, Parker and Jax.
I kneel beside the bathtub in the small but fully functioning bathroom. Jaxon sits inside. He’s small and quiet, knees pulled to his chest as I run warm water over his hair with a cup.
** Callen’s POV **The night air feels wrong. Ryder leads us through the treeline with perfect calm. Remy moves at his flank in wolf form, massive and silent as a shadow. I bring up the rear, scanning every dark corner like the bogeyman himself is waiting to jump out and ruin our already disastrous week.We have patrolled a thousand nights, but none of them have felt like this. Not after what the hunters put us through. Not after Paige burnt herself out just to protect us.Another pulse of energy slides under my skin. Paige. A soft thrum of anxiety, threaded through with something warm, needy, and definitely distracting. I grit my teeth and try to push it aside.I fail spectacularly.“Anything” Ryder asks through the mind-link, voice calm enough that I instantly resent him for it.“Nothing alive,” Remy answers, his wolf-voice edg
**Paige’s POV **For a heartbeat, I forget how to breathe. The faint glow isn’t fading. It’s sinking into him.Parker’s skin is warm, and the symbol over his heart is unmistakable. It’s a delicate pattern of gold, two shapes intertwining as if they were always meant to fit together.“Oh god,” I whisper, pulling back. “Parker, I didn’t mean…”“Paige,” he says gently, catching my hand before I can snatch it away. His fingers curl around mine. “It’s okay.”“I marked you, and I didn’t even know I could do that. I didn’t even know what I was doing.”“You didn’t hurt me.”“That’s not&he
** Parker’s POV **The moment Ryder, Remy, and Callen head out for the night patrol, the cabin feels too big. Too hollow.Paige stands by the window, her arms wrapped around herself as she watches the silhouettes of the rest of her mates disappear into the tree line, Ryder leading, Remy already shifted, and Callen stalking the rear like a silent shadow.Her shoulders don’t drop when they vanish. If anything, they go tighter. She watches the darkness as if it might swallow them whole.“Hey,” I say softly, placing a hand on her back. “They’ll be okay.”She doesn’t look at me. “I know.”But I know she doesn’t believe it, not fully.I can feel the anxiety humming under her skin like a live wire. She’s exhausted, but her power buzzes beneath the surface… overworked
** Paige’s POV **The walk back to Phoenix feels nothing like the one we made leaving it.Leaving was panic, chaos, running, then darkness for me. Going back feels heavier.Every step feels like wading through a swamp of last night’s fear, the fear of every member of our pack who fled in the dark with children clutched to their chests and wolves snarling. I feel all of it humming in my chest.The pack moves as a single unit, but the energy feels off. A full spectrum of emotions. People whisper. Wolves pace ahead in their shifted forms, ears pinned back. Mothers hold their kids closer than necessary. I feel every flicker of anxiety; it’s too much to ignore.I try to steady my breathing. The last thing I need is to worry them more by showing how scared I really am, or worse, by lighting up like a damn disco ball.Ryder walks at my side, Jaxon on his back, h
** Ryder’s POV **The sight inside the small house takes my breath away. Paige is sitting on the sofa, sunlight lighting up her face, with Jaxon on her lap and Parker slumped behind her like he’s barely awake. Leo is standing behind Parker, with a hand on his shoulder and a relieved look on his face.But it’s her face that steals the air from my lungs. Her eyes are too bright, and her skin has that faint shimmer again, like moonlight dust brushed across her cheeks. She looks exhausted and wired at the same time, like she’s been running a marathon in her mind for hours. And when she lifts her gaze to mine, something inside me fractures.I don’t move at first. I don’t breathe. I just take her in, every detail, every tremble, every breath. She shouldn’t look like this. She shouldn’t be carrying this much.Callen bumps into my back before stepping around me
** Paige’s POV **The world narrows to a single point of pressure in my chest.I don’t mean in a painful way. It’s more like… a pull. A thread tethered to something outside of this room, outside of me. A distant storm I can feel but not see. Every time I try to blink, my eyes don’t want to close all the way. My vision stays fixed on the invisible horizon beyond the wall.It’s like my body has decided it knows better than my mind. Like instinct has climbed into the driver’s seat, and I’m just coming along for the ride. ‘Mine.’ ‘Protect.’ ‘Strengthen.’ ‘Heal.’ ‘Comfort.’ The words float in my mind, but somehow they don’t feel like my own, not really.Parker’s warmth is the only thing anchoring me. With the solid weight of his body pressed to my back, his arms around me, Jaxon curled







