Mag-log in“How is she? She seems worried,” I ask them.“She is well,” one of them sends, the words not spoken so much as felt.Relief floods me so fast that my breath stutters.“Thank you,” I send back. “Did something scare her?”“She drew attention,” the second replies. “A local pack sensed her. They followe
** Paige’s POV **The screen flickers once more. Then Poppy’s face fills it. For half a second she just stares, her eyes wide, and her hair pulled back messily as if she’s been pacing. Then her gaze drops straight to the tiny bundle against my chest.“Oh my goodness,” she breathes. “Paige.”My chest
“You have a baby sister,” I smile at him through tear-filled eyes.“She’s so tiny,” he says.Parker crouches slightly so Jaxon can see her better, angling her gently. “She’s perfect,” he says quietly. “Just like you.”Jaxon straightens at that, pride shining in his eyes.“She’s my sister,” he says,
**Paige’s POV **I don’t remember when the pain stops, not really. I remember heat, pressure, noise. Then suddenly it all goes quiet.It’s not silence, exactly. Just a shift. Like the world exhales and rearranges itself around something new.Her, my daughter, with the brightest, purest of souls.She
“Push,” Jake urges. “That’s it. That’s it… keep going…”Paige’s body bows, every muscle straining. I feel it all through the bond, the effort, the fire, the sheer will it takes not to break under it.“I’m here,” I keep saying, over and over. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”“That’s the head. Well done,
** Remy’s POV **There are battles you train for. Fights you can prepare your body and mind to survive. You can sharpen your instincts, steel your nerves, accept the possibility of blood and loss as the cost of standing between danger and the people you love, but this?… This is worse.Paige’s pain h







