Harper leaned back slightly, tone lighter now, though her eyes still gleamed with dark amusement.
“You’ll get used to it. Or… you’ll just learn to stop being shocked every time.”
Maya’s eyes swept over the room, taking in each person—Harper, Ashcroft, James, Lee.
A realization hit her like a punch to the chest: everyone here was strong, unflinching, and willing to do whatever it took to protect her.
All for her.
Because she mattered to Damien, she mattered to them too.
Her gaze lingered on Harper. Behind that sunny, teasing personality lay a steel core—the courage to fight, the ability to switch instantly between worlds if the situation demanded it. Sweet, kind, and caring one moment; ruthless, precise, and dangerous the next.
A chill ran down Maya’s spine as understanding settled i
