Chapter 12

** Paige’s POV ** I’m so warm and comfortable, tucked under his arm with my head resting on his chest. This is my favourite place in the world, in Ryder’s safe arms. His breathing is steady. He’s still sleeping. I had the strangest dream, well; it was more like a nightmare with some good bits. I had a child. He was Ryder’s, and he was the cutest little boy. “Can we have pizza?” I hear a little voice shriek, and my eyes snap open as everything comes back to me. Callen. The wolf. Ryder. I sit up with a curse and look down at Ryder in the bed next to me. He is shirtless, with the duvet covering his lower half. My traitorous eyes admire his physique without permission, and I screw them shut, turning my head away before opening them again. “Pizza, pizza, pizza,” I hear Jaxon chant. Where am I, and why is Jax here? “Calm down, bud, you’ll wake your mum up,” I hear another voice I don’t recognise say. “Sorry. I just really love pizza,” Jax whines. “We noticed,” someone chuckles, and I’m prett