Cassien’s boots hit the marble floor hard as he stormed down the corridor, ignoring everyone that called after him. His face was pale with fury, his hands clenched so tight his knuckles went white. He didn’t stop even when Darius shouted his name.

“Cassien!”

Cassien stopped halfway down the hall and turned, his jaw flexing. “What?”

Darius caught up to him, breath uneven. “You can’t just walk away like that. This isn’t fair.”

“Fair?” Cassien’s laugh was bitter, sharp. ...