Black Ops 2 Harper Voice Actor Novels & Stories

She did not have to wait long. Harper appeared from the stairwell. She was tall with lean muscles, and her blonde hair was let down in a wavy style. She was in the grey uniform of the Pack’s inner guard, and there was a knife at her hip and a scar close to her eyebrow that pulled when she smiled. And she was smiling. It was not a friendly smile. “Hello, Kayla,” Harper said, her voice low and smooth. “Good to see you, future Luna." Kayla straightened, lifting her chin. “Hi Harper.”

The line connected instantly, a frantic, tearful voice exploding through the speaker. "Lady Voss... please, the Alpha’s personal guard dragged me out of the design bay—" Harper Blake sobbed on the other end. "Shut your pathetic mouth, Harper!" Selene snapped, her voice turning completely feral, devoid of a single shred of human empathy. "Stop howling like a wounded omega! Did you bury the transaction trail with the Northcrest photographer or not?"

Harper rushed forward only to find it was George’s body no longer alive he has a deep gash across his chest. Suddenly we heard the sound of laughter we looked in the direction the noise had been coming from to see Nexus held with a sword at his neck and group of soldiers some with bows drawn aimed out way others with swords or axes. Harper called out who are you to hold my men hostage. A cold voice replied I am Qarinah one of the Captains under the true king you traders must die. However I’ll be willing to let you live another day if you hand us over the girl.

My thumb hovered over the answer button and everything in me was screaming not to do this, not to let Hailey's voice anywhere near Harper when we were already standing on the edge of something that could break us completely. But Harper was looking at me with those eyes that were still wet and red from crying and I couldn't say no to her... I never could. I answered and put it on speaker. "What did you do to him?" Hailey's voice came through and she sounded…I don't even know. "Harper... I know you're there, I know you can hear me..." Harper didn't say anything, just stood there with her arms wrapped around herself like she was trying to hold herself together.

“Okay…. You have been the head warrior for years. No one knows the border parameters as you do. The other species are camped across the lake. That area is safe from the side where the lake is but as to the other directions, we need to ensure that they don’t encounter any danger.” Alpha Azraiel pauses and leans forward. “The information that I am going tell you now is confidential. Only Charlotte, Theo, and l know about this for now.” Kira nods and her mind instantly enters warrior mode. “Last night… when we were making arrangements for the species, one of our warriors heard something disturbing." She looks at his face carefully. He looks stressed and tired. “It was Zoro. He heard two men tal

It feels incredible as the wind blows gently and I can’t help but smile a bit. “I’m beginning to feel better already,” I tell Evan, releasing a breath I’d been clinging onto. “I’m glad,” he says, lightly bumping his shoulder against mine. “You’ve had a rough couple of days. It’s nice to see you smile for a change.” We continue to walk towards a nearby café when an unexpected voice calls out from behind. “I didn’t know you worked around here, Harper!” My back straightens instantly. Before I even turn around to see who it is, my body instantly recognizes that deep, raspy voice. The same voice that threatened my life less than twenty-four hours ago.

The similarity makes me clench my jaw shut. Throughout the meal, Harper keeps up a steady stream of chatter about pack life and her healing abilities, plus thinly veiled compliments about my reputation. “I’ve heard such amazing stories about your military campaigns,” she says, leaning closer than before, clearly emboldened by some misguided confidence. “The way you single-handedly routed those rogue packs last year—so brave, so strategic. I’ve always admired men who can protect others.”

“To have the three of you wrapped up enough to delay a whole project? Hell, I don’t even want to know what kind of power that takes.” I smile, just a little. “Her name’s Harper,” I say quietly, like it means something more than just a name. “She’s… different. Smart, funny and tough. The kind of person you don’t expect to get under your skin but does anyway.” Echo nods, and for a second he’s not joking anymore. “Good,” he says finally. “I’m in no rush to push the expansion. Take your time, focus on your girl. You found one willing to take on three men and not just for a weekend? That’s rare. You don’t fuck that up.”

It sounded layered, as if dozens of people were speaking in unison but far away, underwater. “You kept me waiting,” it said. Ramirez froze. “Was that —?” Harrow nodded, her face gone pale. “Subject Zero,” she whispered. The voice came again, clearer this time, childlike and curious. “I’ve been patient. You left me alone. Why did you do that?” Harrow forced herself to respond, even though protocol told her not to engage. “You’re not supposed to be able to speak,” she said softly, leaning toward the microphone. “How are you doing this?”

Not for years. I didn’t understand before. But now, I do. The truth is simple— Alpha Jay was a fool. The moment I stepped off the plane in the Silver Claw Pack, the sunlight hit me like a wave. The sun was blindingly bright. I hadn’t seen sunlight like this in so long. “Is this Selina Glover?” A voice called out—crisp, direct. I turned. “I’m Harper Robinett, from the Silver Claw Pack. They sent me to pick you up.”