** Remy’s POV **
After breakfast with Jax, we dropped him off with Regina, leaving some of the Twiceborn there for an extra level of security. The training field stretches out in front of us. The grass is still white from the late-night frost, and our breaths fog in the chilly morning air, but all I can think about is Paige.
Paige, standing there in the centre of the clearing, looking like the goddess she is.
Paige, carrying something so impossibly precious that my wolf can barely stay inside my skin.
She’s talking quietly with Ryder and Parker about defensive stances, but my mind isn’t here. It’s in a thousand places at once.
It’s in the cabin last night, when she whispered, ‘Something’s happening to me.’ It’s in the way her glow has shifted, softened, become something new. It’s in t
