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The 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
Chapter 212** Deacon’s POV **I watch Josie talking with her father, and I’m itching to get in there. It takes a great effort not to fill her mind with all the questions I want to ask him. I want to know everything about Cornelius. If I can understand how Cornelius’ brain worked, then maybe I can w
Chapter 215** Josie’s POV **“I know you,” my mum says as she points at Robert. “Mum, come on, let's go and sit down,” I say, trying to turn her attention away from Robert, who looks like a deer caught in headlights. My mum turns back to look at me with wide eyes, “We need to talk, privately,” sh
“Are you sure you can be trusted around her, you do know her heat is starting?” Theo asks bitterly. “The timing is not great, I have you to thank for that, I suggest you stay very close,” Deacon says, sounding very much like the headmaster and not a part of our bond. “Yes, Sir,” Theo mocks, “Jose,
** Knox’s POV **The air in the gym smells of sweat, rubber and a faint hint of disinfectant. I can’t pick up the scents as easily as I used to when I had my wolf, but it doesn’t stop me from trying. I know the importance of using that extra sense. It can tell a lot about a person or the environment







