LOGINThe house is still mostly empty. With bare walls, uncovered windows, and the faint scent of fresh wood and plaster in the air, but I’ve never loved a place more.Sunlight spills across the light oak floorboards, warming the space like it’s already lived in. There’s no furniture yet, just a few unpac
** Harper’s POV **Back at our apartment on the military base, I start to pack up our few belongings. It feels surreal that we will be back at the academy by evening. Although our academy apartment is so much nicer, I’m still kind of sad to say goodbye to this place. We may not have been here long,
**Harper’s POV **We pick our way back through the decaying house, and I hope I never have to step foot in a place like this again.The air is thick with the scent of mould and blood, and just ahead, I see the rectangle of light that is our freedom. The open doorway, where there’s fresh air. I’m abo
** Harper’s POV **“Your fear doesn’t justify the blood you spilled,” I say, stepping forward, voice steady even though my hands are shaking. “You tried to erase people to fix a mistake you made, but we are not your mistake.”“You don’t understand,” he says weakly.“I understand more than you think,
** Harper’s POV **“How are you alive? Didn’t you die like hundreds of years ago?” Finn asks.“I did,” Elias nods. “They executed me for my actions, and it was just. I was messing with things I never should have touched, but the damage was already done. When they found me and took all my research, i
** Harper’s POV **“Is this our location?” Deacon asks, stepping up to study the screen.“That’s where I saw him. He’s bleeding, weak, and alone. This is our chance to finish this,” I say.Finley, Luke and a few of Raff’s men than have filed in step up to study the screen. Getting a good look at the
** Harper’s POV **“You doing okay, cutie?” Archie asks, coming to crouch in front of me once the room has been rearranged.“I hate this,” I admit. “I feel so useless hiding here. I hate not knowing what’s happening. I hate I can’t help. I hate that Knox is still out there somewhere, and I still don
** Harper’s POV **Knox stands in the doorway, half shadowed by the dim light, his hands tucked into his pockets and his expression unreadable.“How… how did you know I was here?” I manage, my voice doing nothing to mask my surprise.A strange feeling washes over me… an insect, or awareness. Somethi
A buzzing of a phone pulls me from my thoughts and I flinch, heart leaping into my throat. It sounds far too loud in the aftermath of everything that has just been said. Chase snatches up my phone, handing it to me as I stand. Mr Collins flashes on the screen and I answer it quickly.“Dad?”“Harper.
** Harper’s POV **I stare at the uniform folded on the bench in front of me, the sterile, military-style room bringing back memories I’d rather forget. The air here smells different. It almost reminds me of school, but more clinical.I’ve barely said a word since we ported in. My head’s still spinn







