Raisel - POV

I drew in a deep breath, steadying myself, before muttering under it. “Jace, get into my phone and find the video Hazel sent me—the one from Soren’s office when Davina tried asking me for a favor.” My voice was barely a whisper, fed into the small mic tucked into the diamond earring on my ear.

“On it,” Jace replied, his tone sharp and focused.

“You know what to do,” I whispered again, my lips barely moving.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” came his ...