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 can choose. It’s fate. You know that. We both knew that this would happen from the start. We were just stupid to believe we could walk away with no one getting hurt when the time came. We can’t just turn it off like that.” He flinches like I just hit him. “So now we…
The thought slams into me with terrifying clarity. Oh, hell… I want both of them. My breath comes faster now, lips parted as I back away from the window. Forcing myself to turn away with my heart racing. This changes everything. Not just what I know about them, because I already kind of knew there…
Why is fate doing this to me right now? Callen stops short when he sees me. His eyes go from my face to the bag in my hand, to Jaxon bouncing beside me, and then finally to Ryder, who stands close behind me. His jaw tightens. Barely, but I see it. “Going somewhere?” he asks,…
Or maybe this is just another game to him? Pushing me until I react, and then he can play the victim and make me the bad guy. Make me question myself and drown in guilt, only to smirk when he sees how much I hate myself. That was a classic trick Greg used often. I…
Ryder stirs, inhaling deeply before his eyes open. For a long moment, he just looks at me. As if he’s scared that if he blinks, I’ll disappear. Then he smiles. “Morning, beautiful.” I make a noise that could be a greeting, or a cry for help. He laughs softly and leans in, kissing my forehead.…
“Yes, but I can’t find my mummy,” Jaxon says sleepily. I get to my feet as guilt eats at me. I left him to wake up alone in a strange house. “She’s downstairs watching Uncle Cal burn breakfast,” Ryder laughs, Ryder walks down the stairs, carrying our son. Jax has arms wrapped around his neck…
He doesn’t look at me when I stop beside him. He just stares out toward the forest like it might offer him an escape. “You okay?” I ask. He laughs bitterly. “Why wouldn’t I be?” I shrug, giving him time to decide if he wants to talk. The silence is brief before Remy exhales and…
“I don’t hate her,” he mumbles, his eyes lowering to the dirt at his feet. I blow out a breath. “I know. You hate the situation, but just try to let it go. Give us a chance, because I refuse to believe I’ve been blessed with a mate that isn’t yours too.” His shoulders tremble,…
“I’m sure we will survive, won’t we?” Ryder asks, lifting Jax from the stool. “Yes, but I will scream if you get it in my eyes. It stings so bad,” Jaxon says, cupping Ryder’s face and squeezing his cheeks together whilst giving him a very stern look. “Understood,” Ryder says, his tone serious, but it’s…
My back arches as he fills me, deeper, somehow different from Ryder Every inch of him hitting nerves that are already oversensitive and aching for more. “Sh*t,” I gasp, clutching the sheets. “Callen.” “I know,” he groans, dropping his head to the crook of my neck as his whole body trembles. “I know, baby. I…