Jessica Knight moved through the crowd with quiet authority, flanked by her team — Tim McGee, Nick Torres, Alden Parker, and Kasie Hines — each one scanning, alert but awestruck in their own way. Jessica’s eyes locked on Firefly — not just the singer on stage, but the electric, volatile energy surrounding her. The scent of cedarwood mingled with smoke and something dangerous, and Jessica’s steady breath slowed as instinct kicked in. Her voice was calm, but firm when she finally stepped forward, pressing through the thrum of the music. “Ember Hart”. “I want you to move in with me”. Jessica stepped closer, undeterred.“Exactly. You’re more fire than most. I want to see what happens when it meets a calm storm.”Jessica’s eyes softened, the edges of her leadership melting into warmth. “I’m an Alpha. I don’t fear heat — I temper it. And I’m very, very kind to the fire I choose to keep close.” Jessica’s steady hand slid up, catching Firefly’s wrist with gentle strength. “Move in with me. You won’t have to burn alone anymore.”