Damien’s lips twitched, the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, disbelief—and maybe a hint of admiration—shining through. Maya rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her grin, amusement and relief warring across her features.
Ashcroft leaned casually against the wall, one eyebrow raised, lips tugging into a half-smirk. There was a faint glint in his eyes—a mixture of amusement and reluctant admiration, the kind that comes from seeing someone exceed your expectations in their own unpredictable way.
The room echoed with quiet laughter, the earlier tension softening, replaced by the warmth of camaraderie—and the silent acknowledgment that in this circle, everyone had a role… and Harper was not someone to underestimate.
Dahlia’s eyes softened as she observed them, a quiet admirati
