Harper’s POV
It’s been two months since we all agreed work together, and for all the arguments and confusion that inherently come between ex-elves, ex-dragons, and ex-phoenixes working together, there’s one, major plus: we’ve finally found a temporary peace.
It’s only because we’re all together, of course, and all focused on making the plan for our attack on the Capitol. It’s a peace, though, all the same.
No one has said it, but I know everyone’s thinking it: what if we just stopped fighting?
It would only work if I took us home in six months, of course. Not fighting back is no long-term goal; it would only work to pass the time until my eighteenth birthday. And it’s something I myself have considered many times by now.
The truth is, I still haven’t made up my mind about what I’ll
