Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
After losing her parents, Paige vowed to survive for her son, Jaxon. But when her six-year-old is expelled for accidentally hurting a friend, her fragile world starts to crumble. As her husband grows distant and the town turns against them, Paige must uncover the truth behind Jaxon’s strange strength—and the secrets threatening to destroy their family.
Jake moves closer. “Sit beside him. Keep skin contact, hands, forehead, whatever feels right to you, it doesn’t matter just as long as their contact. Focus on your bond. You should be able to feel the thread that connects you, even if it’s weak. Try to picture it as light, as something you can strengthen.”…
My head spins. “But he’s healing, right? He’s a shifter, so he should…” “He’s not healing.” Jake cuts me off, his voice tight. “He’s completely cut off from his wolf, and without it he can’t heal, he’s practically human right now.” The world slows as I look at him and try to comprehend what they’re…
“His blood’s still fighting the toxin,” Poppy says after checking the monitors. “But it’s slower now, which is good. The transfusion’s buying us time.” “How much time?” Parker asks. Poppy meets his eyes. “Enough to pray it’s enough.” Parker looks between me, Ryder and Callen before holding out his arm. “Give him some of mine,”…
My pulse spikes at his words. Severing. The word echoes in my skull like a curse. Poppy returns, pressing a damp cloth to my hand, and I gasp at the sudden chill. Her hands are shaking. “Rye, you have to stay awake,” she says softly, her voice trembling. “Please. Just keep breathing.” “I’m…” I start,…
115 lungs, paws hitting the ground in rhythm. The new wolves keep pace well; they’re disciplined, silent, and smart enough not to crowd us. I can’t help the flicker of pride that hits me as I run. I used to see patrol as nothing more than a job that had to be done, but now…
My chest tightens. I’ve never felt this kind of separation from him before. Usually, he’s there, a steady, instinctive presence under my skin, his emotions mingling with mine. But now… there’s silence. He’s not gone exactly; he just feels distant. I push through the link, trying to reach him, but it’s like shouting into fog.…
“She deserves to relax, maybe with a massage and a candlelit bath?” Parker suggests. “A nice dinner too,” Ryder adds. “Good,” I say. “Here’s the plan. Home-cooked dinner. Ryder, can you handle steaks? Parker, you and Remy make the sides and dessert. I’ll set the table and make sure the patrols are rearranged so all…
My answering laugh is cut short as Callen kisses me again, deeper this time. I feel the mattress dip behind me as my mates move. Hands pull at the knot holding my bathrobe closed, and then someone is pulling the thick fabric from my shoulders. Mouths land on either side of my neck, kissing and…
**Paige’s POV ** I wake up before the sun. The room is dark but warm. I can hear all four of my men breathing around me, their breaths soft and even. My mind drifts back to what happened before I passed out into the deepest sleep I think I’ve ever had. My cheeks flush as…
He nods against my neck. “Yeah. I dreamed we were flying. You were a wolf, and Daddy was too, but he was chasing you, and you were laughing.” Ryder chuckles softly from where he’s leaning against the counter. “Sounds about right.” Jaxon’s head pops up at the sound of his dad’s voice. “Daddy!” His sleepy…