Chapter 64

** Paige’s POV ** When we all come back into the house together, Jaxon announces he’s going to play with his Lego and dashes upstairs. The moment he’s gone, I feel the air shift. The tension is suddenly thick. Ryder stands by the window, arms folded across his chest. Callen sits at the kitchen island, papers spread in front of him. Parker leans against the counter, his jaw set. Remy is restless. My stomach twists. “Okay,” I say slowly, looking from one to the other. “What’s going on?” The four of them glance at each other, in the kind of silent conversation that makes me want to shake them. I hate it when they do that, deciding how much I should know, how much I can handle. “Sit down, Paige,” Callen says gently, gesturing toward the chair opposite him. The way he says it makes my pulse skip a beat. I pull out the chair, my fingers trembling a little as possibilities fly around my head. Has the pack turned on them because of me? Was there another attack last night? “You’re scaring me,”