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.
I smile faintly. That’s so very Remy, gruff and blunt. The path opens into a larger space, and another cluster of cabins surrounds a well at the centre. Women chat by the well, their voices low but their eyes not-so-subtle as they follow me. A couple of men stack wood near the far side, their…
“So what you’re telling me is I have a wolf’s heat cycle now? Just without the wolf part?” “Something like that, yeah.” Ryder half laughs. “Except it’s your body’s way of syncing with us. It’s instinct, nothing to be scared of.” I study her as she takes that in. She’s still nervous and unsure, but…
So for him, I’ll marvel at his Lego rockets and kiss scraped knees and pretend that nothing about me is changing. But later, when the house is quiet, and he is asleep and I don’t have to smile anymore… I know the truth will come pouring out. My body isn’t mine anymore. It belongs to…
I grip the robe tighter. “You can tell that, huh?” He pushes off the wall and steps closer, tilting his head. “I can feel it, Paige. But knowing you’re upset and knowing why you’re upset are two very different things. That’s where you’ve got to help us out a little.” I sigh, combing my fingers…
**Remy’s POV ** The second I step into the room, her scent slams into me like a freight train. It’s Paige, sweet, soft and maddening, but underneath it is something else. Something I’ve only ever caught traces of when pack females go into heat. Only this is sharper, richer, laced with a pull that makes…
We had opted for an at-home test, which had consisted of mouth swabs for both Ryder and Jax. Then, both samples were sent to a lab for comparison. I know without a shadow of a doubt that Ryder is Jaxon’s father, yet I’m still nervous about the results. A hundred scenarios run through my head.…
“Jax,” I say gently, wiping a streak of flour from his cheek. “There’s something we need to talk to you about.” He pauses his mixing, blinking up at me. “Am I in trouble?” “No, baby.” I press a kiss to his head. “You’re not in trouble.” Ryder steps closer, his deep voice steady but soft.…
Jaxon studies me, his eyes looking far too wise for his age. “But I can count on you, right?” A lump forms in my throat, and I reach out to scruff his hair. “You can always count on me, Jax. No matter what. I promise I will always protect you and your mum.” I hold…
She softens, her hand closing over mine. “I don’t need the whole story. Just… tell me you’re safe. Tell me Jax is safe.” Emotion sticks in my throat. “We’re safe. I promise.” Her eyes search mine for a long moment. Then she nods. “Alright. But Paige… if you ever need me, you call. No matter…
Then, Ryder opens the other envelope and his entire body goes still. I hold my breath, waiting for the explosion. “What the hell is this?” Ryder growls, his voice so low it vibrates through me. He flips to the second page and reads it out loud. “I am applying for a child arrangement order so…