As I stormed into Zion's office, the guard at the door didn’t even try to stop me. Smart choice. I didn’t have time for pleasantries or obstacles today. Zion was in a meeting with Commander Vlad, who sprang up like a jack-in-the-box at my sudden entrance.

Vlad looked like he’d seen a ghost, but I couldn’t care less. I wasn’t in the mood for formalities. My eyes were locked on Zion.

“Why?” I demanded, my voice echoing through the room.

Zion met my gaze with a ...