Chapter 148

** Paige’s POV ** “Morning, campers,” Ronnie’s voice calls as we hear his footsteps on the porch. He steps in and drops a small leather satchel on the counter, giving Jaxon’s hair a quick ruffle. “Morning, champ. Smells like you survived the great toaster massacre in here.” Callen salutes the black toast in the bin. “The fallen shall be remembered.” Ronnie’s smile is brief and warm, then he turns to face us properly, his expression turning serious. He meets my eyes for a second longer than necessary. “You said you wanted someone to talk through Paige’s…gift. I want to hear exactly what happened today.” My pulse quickens, not with fear, just with the rush of potentially getting answers. Ronnie’s presence is the anchor I didn’t realise I needed this morning. “Thanks for coming,” I say. “I’m still trying to figure that out, but I started glowing, similar to how I did when I healed Rye.” “Okay,” he says, voice low. “Tell me about the moment you glowed. Every detail. Who was there, what you