HARPER'S POV
I follow Ezra down the hall even as my legs feel heavier with every step, but I keep my head down and steady. Inside, my thoughts are going a mile a minute. Why now? Why is he calling me to his office?
The second I step into his office, I feel like… no, I know I walked into a trap. The air feels heavier than usual as Ezra heads toward his chair and takes a seat behind the desk, calm, almost too calm like he has been waiting for this moment.
Gabriella, his Luna, is standing to the side, not sitting, which is weird. She always sits when I see her. Her arms are crossed, and her eyes don't leave mine. She is watching. Not like I am a recruit. Like I'm something else. Something dangerous.
This can't be good. One of them, and I would have believed it was just a coinci
