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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 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…
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.…
The walk back is quiet, and I can sense how tired Paige is. I want to offer to carry her, to let her rest, but I know she won’t appreciate it. “I’m going to bed,” she says the moment we step through the door. “Good night, Paige, you know where we are if you need…
“At the same time as in…” I trail off, trying to think of how to word this. “Imagine me bending you over and filling your p*ssy while my brother fills your mouth,” Callen whispers, inching closer. The breath is knocked from my lungs and I squeeze my thighs together as my mind conjures up the…
That’s all they need. Ryder kisses me first, slow and consuming. His big hands cradle my head, like I’m the most delicate thing he’s ever touched, as his tongue teases and claims my mouth. Then Caller’s hands are on my hips, dragging my back against him. I feel his arousal pressing against me and I…
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…
“He’s our mentor, the only living member of our original pack that was old enough to know what really happened,” Rye says. “What happened? How did you two end up separated?” “Hunters,” Ryder sighs. “They attacked our pack in the middle of the night. Our mother was the Luna. She was pregnant with us and…
“I’m fine,” I reassure, moving to the kettle to make us some tea. “Where’s little J man?” Poppy asks. “He’s with Ryder’s…” I trail off, unsure what to call Parker. I can’t exactly say beta. “Cousin,” Rye finishes for me. “He was asleep, and it’s been a big day. We didn’t want to wake him.”…
“Thanks,” I breathe, all my earlier confidence slipping away now that I’m back in front of the men that have just flipped my world on its axis. Callen leans against the opposite wall, his hair messed up from running his hand through it repeatedly tonight. Ryder places a glass of water in front of me.…