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 **By the time the class ends, most of the students are stretching out or chatting in small groups. My dads are speaking with a couple of the older students at the far end of the field and my guys move towards me.Archie is called over by Theo before he can reach me and Dillon gets p
When they finish their lap, they’re not even winded. Meanwhile, I’ve broken into a sweat just watching them.“Try not to drool, Harper,” Theo teases as he walks past.I scowl at him, and he laughs.My gaze shifts to Chase as he stretches his arms over his head, his shirt riding up just enough to giv
** Harper’s POV **By the time me and Archie get back to our apartment, the others are stirring. Dillon appears first, wearing just his boxer shorts, and looks still half asleep. He blinks at us like we’ve committed some kind of early morning crime.“Did I miss a fire drill or something?” He asks, r
** 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







