Chapter 44

Paige's POV Nate didn't want me to leave, so I waited for him to fall asleep. I even lay beside him on his bed, gently patting his arm until he finally drifted off. Tiana purred contentedly as we cared for the pup.I smiled and kissed his cheek. I slowly got off the bed and accidentally glanced at the picture frame on his bedside table. I stared at the photo. It was Nate, but he wasn't smiling. It looked like the shot was taken after he cried. He was even hugging a toy. My forehead creased as I studied the image. Is the Hanson bloodline really that dominant?Why does Nate resemble Noah and Neo so much? He didn't seem to inherit any physical features from his mother. Strange for a wolf pup, since usually there's at least some maternal traits visible.Where is his mother's photo, anyway? "Paige..." I blinked multiple times and looked at the door. Neo was watching me, his steel-gray eyes—so similar to Noah's when they flashed with emotion—focused intently on my face. I walked towards him and