The Lost Pack (Paige) novel Chapter 226

** Callen’s POV **

We all feel the shift in Paige, the way she’s checking out now that she has rested, and the adrenaline has worn off.

Her power pushes at her, threatening to consume her. I can see it in the way her eyes are glazed and how she seems to look through things rather than at them. They’re focused somewhere far beyond the room, beyond us, beyond herself.

The bond strains like something pulled past its natural limits, and I feel it deep in my chest that we are losing her.

She’s not dying, far from it; she’s becoming Eos, and I promised I wouldn’t let that happen.

“Paige,” I say quietly.

She doesn’t answer.

Remy shifts to her other side, restless, jaw tight. His wolf feels it too… that wrongness, that sense of something sacred tipping toward something dangerous.

“She’s slipping,” he mutters.

“I know,” I reply.

I step closer, deliberately slow, keeping my voice calm even as the air stirs around us. “Look at me.”

Her gaze flicks to mine for half a second, long enough forme to see it. It’s not possession, it’s ascension, and if I don’t stop it now, she may never come back to üs.

“This isn’t about strength,” I say. “This is about choice.”

Her breath shudders, and I lower my voice, forcing command into it when everything in me is telling me to submit to her. That might be what Eos wants, but it’s not what Paige needs. Paige needs my dominance, my certainty. She needs focus when everything else is too loud.

“Bedroom. Now.”

She hesitates.

Remy doesn’t.

He turns with me, already moving, already understanding what I’m about to do. He doesn’t question it. He never does.

The door shuts behind us with a soft click.

Paige stands in the centre of the bedroom, power rolling off her in waves she doesn’t seem aware of anymore.

I stop a few feet away.

“Kneel.”

The word lands like a strike.

Her head snaps up, shock flashing across her face… andthen something else… relief

She drops to her knees without another word, power shuddering as it obeys with her.

Remy watches her for a heartbeat longer than expect.

“Kneel,” I tell him too.

He sucks in a sharp breath, not in resistance, but surrender. He sinks down beside her, head bowed, shoulders tense, waiting. The way he always has for me, always so eager to please.

The bond settles between the three of us, and I know that it’s cutting Ryder and Parker off. Not completely, but enough to make this moment private between the three of us in this room.

“This is not punishment,” I say clearly, making sure they both hear it. “This is grounding. Do you trust me?”

Paige nods, her hair falling forward. “Yes.”

Remy answers without lifting his head. “Always.”

Good.

I step closer, slow, deliberate. I tip Paige’s chin up with one finger, forcing her to meet my eyes.

“You are Paige,” I tell her. “Not Eos. Not a symbol. Not a force.”Her breath stutters.

“You are more than your gifts,” I continue. “You chose this life. You chose us.”

Her power trembles, causing ripples of soft shimmering light over her skin, then it putts inward, like something being called home.

“Say it,” I order softly.

“I’m Paige,” she whispers.

“Again.”

“I’m Paige.”

The third time, her voice doesn’t shake.

Remy exhales beside her, tension easing as the air finally stills.

I rest my hand briefly on the back of her neck… grounding, possessive, anchoring, then I withdraw before it becomes anything else. Not that I’m opposed to this going further, but I’m not sure now is the right time. Goddess… this is one of my biggest fantasies right now. Having both of them on their knees for me, ready to obey my every order.

My mind conjures up all the possibilities, and I have to shake my head to stop myself from getting carried away.

“That’s enough,” I murmur, more to myself.

The room feels right again. I should stop now, let her rest.Paige leans forward, her forehead resting against my thigh, and her power quiet and contained at last. Remy mirrors the movement on my other side, and my mind tries to lead me down that path again.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify