Harper’s POV
Regardless of how much it made me blush, Lucas did manage to get me to relax a bit. All the tension and frustration that had been building up inside of me and converted it into determination.
Knowing that I would be able to meditate and better center my focus gave me a confidence boost I didn’t think was possible.
When the hour rolled around when Lucas and I were finally expected to get out of bed, the two of us shared a much-needed hot shower. Once we finished getting ready, I turned to leave the room. But not before I felt Lucas curl his hand around only my arm.
“Remember, Harper,” he started. His tone was firm and unyielding. “You are to go no further than the training tent.”
“I understand,” I told him.
I could see the worry creasing across his features. I knew L
