** Parker’s POV **

The moment Paige takes Jaxon upstairs to bed, I pull out the file our intel guy handed me at the pack meet from where I shoved it in my jacket.

I flip it open on the kitchen island, careful not to spread everything out too wide in case Paige wanders back in. She doesn’t need to deal with this tonight, not after the day she’s had. She’d been radiant today, nerves hidden under that quiet grace of hers, standing tall before a crowd that looked at her with ...