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
“That fusion can evolve into something rare. A Voyant.”“Good memory, Luke,” Theo whispers.“A Voyant doesn’t just see connection. They don’t just feel emotions. They see emotions. They see connections beyond bonds. They see auras. The imprint of energy left behind. And sometimes…” she hesitates, he
Archie groans, lifting his head and reaching for the flowers on the table before holding them up to me with a shaky hand. The bouquet is perfect, with bright pinks, purple, orange and yellow.“I thought you might like these. They reminded me of you, bright and beautiful,” he says, his voice quiet.“
** Archie’s POV **My skin itches.No. Itches isn’t the right word. It crawls like something beneath it is stretching, trying to burst out of me, and I guess that’s exactly what is happening.I stumble as my wolf pushes at his confines again. He is insistent now. He’s ready to be free. Chase is at m
** Harper’s POV **My high from dealing with the ‘mean girls’ had quickly faded when Finley hadn’t shown up at lunch, and I’d started to get nervous.Had something happened?Had he been sent home again?Being without him no longer feels like an option. I need to bond with him to complete that connec







