Chapter 133

** Paige POV ** When I wake, there’s a steady beeping that isn’t my alarm. A faint light peeks through unfamiliar blinds. For a second, I don’t know where I am, just that there’s warmth at my back, an arm draped loosely around my waist. Then Callen shifts beside me with a sleepy hum, and it all floods back. I lift my head, blinking the sleep from my eyes, and my heart jolts when I see him sitting up in the bed opposite, alive and watching me. His skin is still slightly pale, but there’s colour creeping back into his face, and a smile touches his lips when our eyes meet. “Morning,” he says softly, voice rough but warm. Callen stirs at the sound, groaning as he rubs a hand over his face. “You look like hell,” he mutters without opening his eyes. Ryder chuckles weakly. “You don’t look much better.” Callen opens one eye and gives his brother a lazy grin. “Yeah, well, near-death experiences aren’t my best look. Don’t ever do that to me again.” I sit up slowly, brushing my hair from my face,