** Paige’s POV **
The moment my feet land on the gravel at the edge of the forest, I exhale for what feels like the first time in hours. The familiar scent of pine and smoke drifts through the air. This is home, my safe place. A place Greg never touched.
Callen is at my side first, his eyes scanning me top to toe like I might suddenly collapse. Remy is right behind him, his shoulders tight and jaw clenched.
They don’t say anything, but the moment they step closer to me, I feel it through the bond… a tug, a hum, a shift. Something in me is different, and they feel it.
Callen narrows his eyes at me. “Are you okay, firefly?”
He asks casually, testing out yet another pet name, which I pretend to hate… but his gaze is sharp.
I nod. “Just tired.”
A lie that all of them can feel, but none
