Jasmine’s POV
As I walk down the hall with the girls, giggling and teasing one another, there’s an air of lightness we haven’t felt in days. It’s something about this place—the way the walls hum with power, the way the halls feel like they hold secrets and purpose. Harmony stops first, and Beta Female Cassandra opens the door to her and Anne’s room.
“Ooooh!” Harmony shrieks, bouncing in place like a child on Christmas morning. “Anne, look! We have a balcony!”
Anne grins, dragging in their overnight bag behind her. I give them both a quick hug. “I’ll come check it out later.”
Cassandra continues leading me down the long hallway, her heels clicking confidently against the polished marble. “Your sister's room is just a few more doors down to your right,” she says with a nod. “Still within
