Nathan’s POV

I brushed my thumb along the back of Adina’s hand, watching the faint flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. I knew she didn’t trust Quinn and honestly, I didn’t blame her. But there was more to this than personal feelings. There was a strategy.

“I have a plan,” I said quietly. “But first, I need you to be patient with Quinn.”

Her brows arched. “Patient?”

I nodded, my tone calm but firm. “Yes. Not because she deserves it, but because we need her. She came ...