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 **The next days are a mix of anxiety, hope and exhaustion.We work with my parents and Raff’s small team to find any trace of Elias Sark’s work. We searched his old lab, which the infirmary had converted into a medical lab. We even picked through what was left of his crumbling home.
** Harper's POV **Every touch reminds me what we are fighting for. It tells me that they are mine, just as I am theirs. That even in the middle of all this chaos, this love we’ve built is real. It’s earned, and it’s worth holding on to.“Do you feel adventurous today, baby?” Finn asks as he rolls o
** Harper’s POV **I place the flower gently on the windowsill, hoping it will be safe there until I figure out a way to preserve it. It may be the only physical thing I receive from Knox, and I can’t bear the thought of losing it. Even if it wasn’t really from him, it will always remind me of the p
** Archie’s POV **I stare at my phone like it’s going to bite me. Which honestly might be preferable to calling Mason or Deacon right now.There’s a part of me that wants to run out the door and into the woods. Maybe fake my own death and hope they assume I was just collateral damage… when did I be







