Harper’s POV
A thin layer of well-earned sweat coated my skin as Jaxon ran through the same combative drills with me for the seventh time that morning.
The training grounds were tense. Everyone was giving it their all, knowing that this upcoming mission was so vital. And it was.
Jax made it a point to go a bit harder on me this time around with the hopes of sharpening my agility and reflexes.
With every intended punch and jab, I was able to successfully dodge his advances. I never hesitated, and I never doubted my instincts.
“Nice, keep that form,” Jax told me breathlessly. “Come on, don’t get distracted now.”
Out of the corner of my vision, I knew that Lucas was there to keep an eye on things—mainly me.
I felt in the back of my mind that he was impressed with how far my trainin
