Amara's POV

The world blurred around the edges, the hum of the office a distant, muffled sound. I felt the heat rising in my face, a fiery mixture of shock and utter disbelief. My mind was reeling, trying to process the audacity of it all. Isobel, sitting behind Cassian's desk, firing me as if she had any right in the world to do so.

"You can't do that," I said, my voice shaking with a fury I was barely managing to contain. "You don't have the power to fire me. I work for Cassian, not ...