Chapter 151

**Paige’s POV ** When I wake up, the world is quiet. The faint grey light of early morning seeps through the curtains and spills over the bed. For a second, I can’t remember how I got here. Then it comes back in pieces… the vision, the fear, the sound of Ryder’s voice shouting my name. He must have carried me up here after Jake cleared me. The room smells like home, wood, soap, and the familiar scents of my mates. I can hear the soft rhythm of breathing around me. Ryder lies beside me, one arm sprawled across my waist even in sleep, his palm heavy and grounding. Callen is curled protectively on my other side, his fingers twined with mine. I can just make out Parker’s shape at the foot of the bed, and Remy’s steady presence by the window, silhouetted against the pale light. For a few precious moments, I just breathe it in, the peace, the closeness, the rare stillness that comes after chaos. Then the memory of the vision slides back in, sharp and cold. The water, the light, the man kneel