The Lost Pack
I say.
Once the door shuts and the wolves settle outside like statues, Paige sits on the sofa with Jaxon pressed to her side between us. Callen and Remy stand behind her. Parker keeps one knee pressed against her thigh. My hand finds her waist. We’re all still touching her in some way.
Ronnie pulls a leather-bound notebook from his satchel and clears off the coffee table.
“Start talking,” he says. “What happened?”
Paige explains everything.
The tether, the vision, the fire in her hands, the words, ‘Rise, my Twiceborn.’ The second heartbeat feeling and the wolves awakening.
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