Harper's POV
Today, I paced in my chambers with the moon hanging high outside and a silver glow illuminating the palace; my agitation was palpable. The previous tension was still simmering within me, and my thoughts were now in a whirling chaotic mess. I needed to focus, to collect myself, but it proved to be difficult with Raphael's words still ringing in my head.
And then a knock came at the door and disturbed my thoughts. "Harper, it's Jax," his voice came, firm and steady, a beautiful distraction.
"Come in," I called, putting on my best smile as he walked in, his presence working as a balm for my frayed nerves. Immediately, warmth rushes through me as he comes closer.
"Thought I'd check up on you," he said, his eyes searching mine. "You seemed on edge earlier. Everything okay with
