LOGIN“Dehydrated. Severely underweight. Anaemic, probably.” He looks toward Paige. “I’ll have bloods done on all of them. Fluids for this one and probably him too.”He points toward the man sitting on the floor.“I’m fine,” the rogue mutters.“You’re shaking while sitting down.”“I’m just cold.”“It’s tw
** Leo’s POV **The short walk to the clinic is silent. Bastian walks beside me, his eyes sweeping over everything we pass. Remy had wanted him to come because of his ability to notice things others don’t. He wasn’t wrong, but it still pisses me off. Jake walks slightly ahead, pushing through the c
** Leo’s POV **Last night proved a few things. The first is that midnight DIY sucks. The second is that there is definitely more to Poppy’s parents’ accident than they’d always believed, and the third is that Poppy absolutely needs the Mountain Ridge twins. None of us had missed how quickly her ou
** Bastian's POV **Poppy's lips part. Behind her, Alaric turns his head away, but not quickly enough to hide his smile. I ignore him.“What did you remember?”The change in Poppy is immediate. Her fingers tighten around mine.“The accident.”I have no idea what accident she is referring to, so I wa
** Bastian’s POV **She throws herself at me before I can think. One second she’s staring at me with tears swimming in her eyes, the next she’s there, hands gripping my shirt, her face buried against my chest as though I’m the only thing keeping her upright.My body locks. Every instinct screams at
“Stop! Don’t do this!” They can’t hear me, can’t feel my desperate attempts to stop this. I’m trapped inside the worst moment of my life with no way to change it. The world fractures around me, and for the briefest second, my mother’s fingertips brush mine. “Live, Poppy.” Then darkness explodes
** Paige’s POV ** I’m still shaking when Parker pulls me in closer, his arms wrapping around me and Jaxon. The blanket is warm, but it’s not doing much to stop the way I’m trembling. Jaxon’s little hands clutch my shirt, and he presses his damp cheek against my chest. I keep imagining him out the
**Paige’s POV **Callen’s home. He’s right here, looking as if nothing ever happened, but it still doesn’t feel real.He’s sitting beside me on the couch, his thumb tracing lazy circles against the inside of my wrist like he’s been doing it for years. Like he didn’t almost die. Like I haven’t spent
**Paige’s POV ** Remy takes my hand again, his eyes searching mine. “Maybe we should keep this between us for now, just until we know if it’s a possibility. Ryder was…” “I’m not hiding this,” I cut in. “Not from them. If I brought a threat, they deserve to know.” Remy’s jaw works, but after a
** Paige’s POV ** “I wasn’t fair to you,” I whisper. “Before it happened. I was scared and confused. I ran without explaining myself, and then I thought… God, I thought… what if the last thing you remembered from me was rejection?” His brow furrows, but his hand tightens around mine. “Are y







