Chapter 150

** Ryder’s POV ** The moment Paige’s eyes roll back, the world goes sideways. Her body goes limp and heavy in my arms. For a heartbeat, everything inside me stops. Then the panic slams in all at once. “Paige!” I shout, shaking her gently. Her head lolls against my shoulder, her hair spilling over my arm. The faint glow under her skin flickers once and fades. Parker’s across the room in a second, grabbing her hand and trying to press his trembling fingers to her wrist. Remy swears under his breath. Callen’s wolf growls low and dangerous, too close to the surface. The sound vibrates through the room, primal and helpless. Ronnie’s voice cuts through the noise, calm but sharp. “Lay her flat. Ryder, on the floor. Now.” I obey without thinking, lowering her onto the rug at the bottom of the stairs. My hands won’t stop shaking. It’s ridiculous; I’ve carried wolves torn apart in battle. I was poisoned, watched my brother nearly die, but seeing her so still unravels every bit of control I have.