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.
Parker glances toward the treeline. “They should be here soon. I told Callen to let us know as soon as they clear the border.” I can feel Paige’s nerves, subtle but there, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie, and her gaze flicking toward the path that leads into the trees. I’move closer,…
For a fleeting second, I imagine turning around and marching my sorry ass straight back to the cabin, locking myself in the bathroom with a bottle of wine, and admitting that I’m a massive wimp who just has a big mouth. What was I thinking? These men we’re about to meet aren’t PTA dads or…
I realise then just how much my mates respect me. Sitting across from the other Alphas makes it painfully clear that my initial worries about what being a ‘mate’ might mean weren’t wrong. To most of these men, a bond seems less like a partnership and more like ownership. Their glances linger too long, assessing…
Josh smirks faintly. “It was. I don’t know what it is about you, but I sense something in you. A force I’ve never seen in a human before. Goddess help us if there are more like you out there.” There’s a ripple of laughter through the room then, and for the first time since walking…
I blink again, disoriented. “What time is it?” “Late,” he whispers, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Jax is out cold. You were so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you. I was fully prepared to spend the night in here with you. I sit up slightly, my heart still racing. “I had…
I smile and hand him a fork. “You can stir the eggs, but make sure you do it gently so you don’t spill.” He climbs onto a chair beside me, his small hands concentrating hard on whisking while I steady the bowl. Callen pretends to supervise, though he’s clearly just watching us with that quiet,…
“Then maybe it’s time they see one who can speak for herself,” I counter. Ryder’s gaze softens, but there’s hesitation there, his protective instincts pushing to the front. “It’s not that I don’t believe in you. I do. But this meeting could get tense. Hunters aren’t just a threat, they’re a reminder of everything those…
When the front door creaks open an hour later, Remy squeezes my hand once before letting go. Ryder and Callen step in. Jaxon’s small arms are wrapped around Ryder’s neck as he clings to his back, and he lifts his head to look at me with a tired smile. “Hi Mummy,” he says, following it…
**Paige’s POV ** By late afternoon, the tension of the meeting and knowing we have a traitor fades into a slight niggling at the back of my mind. We take Jaxon down to the pond for a while. The water ripples softly with the slightest breeze. Jax crouches at the edge, poking at the mud…
His eyes darken, something deep and vulnerable flashing in them. For a second, I think he’s going to kiss me, but he doesn’t. Instead, he presses his forehead against mine, breathing me in like he’s memorising the moment. “Rye’s right,” he hums. “You did well today. You keep holding everything together, even when you’re terrified.”…