** Paige’s POV **

The cabin is quiet except for the soft hum of my laptop. I’ve been staring at the same line of text for at least five minutes, pretending to work while my mind keeps wandering to the patrol. Ryder and Parker are out with the new enforcers, and I have an uneasy feeling about it.

I glance toward the window, where the trees sway gently in the moonlight. Everything looks calm and still.

Then it hits me. It’s subtle at first, like someone brushing a cold fingertip along ...