LOGINGreg scoffs. “What are you talking about? You should be in prison for what you’ve done to her and for kidnapping my son. This is clear abuse. She even has the scars to prove it. You are all insane.”A deadly kind of anger flows through the bond from Ryder, and I place a hand on his arm to calm him.
** Paige’s POV **The walk toward Greg’s house feels both too short and too long.Every step lands heavier than the one before. The tarmacked pavement feels too hard beneath my boots, and my power hums beneath my skin, steady at first, then flaring, then steady again.The street looks almost exactly
Paige snorts a laugh. “Honestly? I have no idea. But tell him thanks; that actually helps more than he thinks.”We turn down a familiar street, and my chest tightens painfully. These houses haven’t changed. The same cracked pavements. The same leaning fences. The same park.My childhood feels like a
** Ryder’s POV **I never thought I’d see these roads again. Not in this lifetime. Not in any life.The tyres hum steadily beneath us, carrying us straight into the past I thought I’d buried. Old scars itch under my skin. Wolves don’t get phantom pain, not really, but I swear I feel it now. Memories
I clear my throat. “I don’t want Poppy anywhere near Greg. Jaxon can stay with her today with the Twiceborn guarding them both.”Ryder considers this, then nods once. “Leo and Jake stay with them then.”Callen stretches his neck. “Great. So what are the rest of us doing? Because watching Greg eat av
** Paige’s POV **I’m having a moment where I genuinely believe I might drown in all the changes happening in my life, but I can’t, there are too many people relying on me. As always, Parker senses I need him, and he wraps an arm around me as we discuss the Twiceborn and how we can help them readapt







