The Wife and the Distraction

Beckett’s POV

I shoved Harper’s office door open without knocking, my chest tight and my pulse racing. She was sitting behind her desk, looking composed yet faintly unsettled, though her blue eyes narrowed the instant I barged in. I didn't give her a chance to say a word.

"What did you say to Thalia?" I demanded, my voice shaking with barely contained fury and bewilderment.

A brief flash of gui