** Paige’s POV **

They’re all looking at me.

My mates, Jake and Poppy, Ronnie still clutching his book like it’s going to answer every question we haven’t even thought of yet, and Jaxon. My sweet Jax, he looks at me like I’ve just told him I’ve bought the entire Lego shop.

Outside, nine wolves stand in a perfect circle, eyes glowing faintly gold and silver, their bodies unmoving, their attention fixed outward. Protecting me as if I’m something sacred. I need to find a way to ...