** Harper’s POV **One quick phone call to my mum and tomorrow’s meeting is brought forward to now. By the time the meeting starts, I’ve washed the blood off my face, but I can still feel it.It’s not the sting of the cut, Archie healed that before I could so much as find a towel, it’s the memory of
** Harper’s POV **Knox came home late that night.I didn’t hear him come in, just woke up when the bed shifted as he climbed in. The bond felt warmer with him near and the connection that hadn’t been there when I fell asleep quickly soothed me back under.By the time the sun came up, he was gone ag
** Harper’s POV **Raff doesn’t go easy on us.He never has, but today feels personal. Like he’s testing something more than just our reflexes. Or maybe he just wants to see what we’re made of.“Again,” he barks, and I’m already dodging Archie as he lunges at me.I throw a low punch. Archie catches
** Harper’s POV **I wake up tangled between bonds and blankets, warm under the press of bodies around me. For one blissful moment, I forget everything. Then I remember why we’re all here, why Knox is lying beside me with dark shadows under his eyes.I shift gently, careful not to disturb anyone as
** Harper's POV **The evening creeps in, and I can’t settle.I’ve pushed through the day, through the training. I even managed to force some food down, but as the sun sets, my anxiety rises.They should be back by now. We should have heard something. Anything.I’m curled between Dillon and Chase on
** Harper’s POV **Knox has been gone an hour, but it feels like a lifetime.I’m curled up on the couch with a textbook I’ve been pretending to read for the last twenty minutes. The words just won’t sink in. My thoughts keep drifting back to Knox and what might be happening right now. What could hap