Malrik POV

“I heard what Orielle Mancini did,” Quillan said, his voice riding a thin line between warning and certainty. “And trust me, you don’t want to experience that. We’re safer without them.”

I exhaled through my nose, the weight of his words pressing against my own convictions.

“But killing people simply because they’re Moonchild descendants is wrong,” Cassian cut in, his tone unexpectedly calm. “As long as they don’t have compulsion abilities”

“I doubt the ...