** Harper’s POV **This is him.The stranger with the strange tether. The one I couldn’t shake, couldn’t stop thinking about, and now I’ve just thrown myself into his arms like some damsel in distress in front of… oh god, where the hell is my dad?“I… I thought…” My voice trails off.The man tilts h
“Do you know her?” I ask Chase when I see him notice her.“Unfortunately,” he sighs. “That’s my adoptive sister, Abbie.”“I don’t like her aura,” I say, watching her carefully as she moves further in the queue.“I’m not going to pretend I understand what you just said, but she doesn’t like me,” he s
** Harper’s POV **I wake up surrounded by warmth. Not just temperature warm, but soul warm. I’m wrapped in a steady rhythm of breaths, the heavy weight of arms, the scent of skin and something uniquely them.My bonds.There’s a delightful ache between my thighs and a lingering buzz beneath my skin.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I murmur against Harper’s neck, tasting her sweet skin as I bite down gently.“I can’t…” she gasps, head tipping back against Chase’s shoulder. “I don’t know who to touch, who I want where.”“You don’t have to choose, princess. You never have to choose,” Chase whispers agains
** Dillon’s POV **I’m halfway through towel-drying my hair when I hear it, hear her.A soft moan that punches the air from my lungs. I freeze where I’m standing, towel hanging uselessly from my hands as I strain to hear more. The walls are thin, and I focus my hearing just enough to make me a fucki
** Archie’s POV **Harper’s sudden shift in mood has us all on high alert as she whispers that it’s time to go. Chase’s demeanour shifts from relaxed to tense, and a low growl rumbles in his chest. I follow Harper’s gaze to the cliff top above us, but I can see anything but the rocks silhouette agai