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.
My mate lifts her head, her eyes searching mine, and I ache to hold her. To pull her into my arms and kiss her, tell her I’ve got her and that everything will be okay “Tell me what happened, Rye. That night you left. Tell me everything,” she says. “I will,” I nod. **Paige’s POV…
I look down at my hands, unable to speak for a moment. My heart aches with old wounds and now with fresh ones. A part of me wants to scream, to fight and run, and never look back. But the other part, the part that would do anything for Jaxon, that saw the way he…
The cool mountain air hits my face as I step out onto a porch. The sun is starting to dip behind the trees, casting everything in gold, and for a moment I just breathe it all in. This world is beautiful, but it’s also terrifying. I grip the wooden railing and close my eyes, trying…
“Then we have a problem, little human,” he growls, making fear trickle down my spine. The door bursts open then, and a large figure fills the doorway. The darkness shadows their features, but I recognise the silhouette. “What the hell is going on, Rem?” Callen asks. “I caught your little mate trying to sneak away,”…
“That’s because she is amazing. You are the luckiest boy to have her as your mum,” I tell him, and I truly mean it. I couldn’t have chosen a better woman to be the mother of my child. “I know,” he says, and turns to look at Paige. I follow his gaze and my heart…
I love you. I still do. Time and distance have done nothing to change that, no matter how much I try to pretend it has. I still can’t even bear to utter her name out loud. It will break me if I do. Paige is my drug, my addiction, and my kryptonite. Just one tastes…
My feet move without permission, following behind my ex and his win like a lost puppy. We round a corner and, as if I’ve suddenly regained all brain function, I stop. What am I doing? “Someone better explain what is going on. What is wrong with him?” I demand. Callen looks over his shoulder at…
“What is it? Some genetic family disease?” I ask. Worry coiling in my stomach. “Kind of, but it’s not a disease exactly. I really wanted to ease you into this, but I can see you are not going to let me. We are wolf shifters, or werewolves, whatever you prefer to call us,” he says…
“And what if Ryder decides a house will not keep him from his mate?” “He won’t. He will regain control soon,” I say, praying m right. The minutes tick by at a snail’s pace. My anxiety grows with every breath as I watch Ryder’s breathing even out. He has stopped fighting to get up and…
**Paige’s POV ** I’m so warm and comfortable, tucked under his arm with my head resting on his chest. This is my favourite place in the world, in Ryder’s safe arms. His breathing is steady. He’s still sleeping. I had the strangest dream, well; it was more like a nightmare with some good bits. I…