** Ryder’s POV **

The sight inside the small house takes my breath away. Paige is sitting on the sofa, sunlight lighting up her face, with Jaxon on her lap and Parker slumped behind her like he’s barely awake. Leo is standing behind Parker, with a hand on his shoulder and a relieved look on his face.

But it’s her face that steals the air from my lungs. Her eyes are too bright, and her skin has that faint shimmer again, like moonlight dust brushed across her cheeks. She looks exhausted ...