** Paige’s POV **

The front door clicks shut behind them, and the silence left in its wake is thick enough to choke on. Outside, the cold wind whistles through the gaps in the trees, making the walls seem thinner than they were ten minutes ago.

Parker’s arm tightens around my shoulders like he can feel the tremor climbing up my spine. Jaxon shifts in his hold, wrapping his small arms around Parker’s neck. His chin rests on Parker’s shoulder, eyes locked on the door that Ryder and ...