LOGINI couldn’t fit the entire scene into the word count limit for this chapter so it will continue into the next, which will be published straight after this.
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
Mason lets out a groan and begins to wake up.“Keep still, Mace, you're safe,” Dot says, grabbing his hand.“Josie,” he breathes, attempting to sit up.“She’s here, just relax, everyone is here,” she soothes. Mason flops back on the bed with a relieved sigh and I scoot off the bed. I need to be clo
“I need you to promise me something,” Mason says, his gaze off in the distance.“What?” I ask.“If things start to seem like they're not going in our favour tomorrow, I want you and Theo to get out of there. Go to the cottage and we will meet back there if we get separated. I just can’t bear the tho
“Sorry to disturb you, but the food is ready if anyone is hungry,” Deacon’s voice comes through the mind link, startling me awake. “Nah, I just had a Mason sandwich, I'm good,” Theo responds, making me laugh and Mason growl.“Thanks for that visual, Theo. Josie, you should eat,” Deacon responds. “
** Mason’s POV **Theo is unusually quiet and I don’t like it. He’s not said a word, just remains a silent support, which is very out of character for him. My mother moves closer to us, taking the seat opposite the couch we are sitting on. My fathers stand behind her. Each of them placing a hand on







