(Cassian)
I slam my door harder than necessary when I get back to my room. The sound echoes through the empty hallway but I don't care. Let everyone hear. Let them know I'm angry.
Storm is pacing in my mind, just as furious as I am. We've been seething since the meeting ended hours ago. Since Kael made his decision. Since Thunder forced every warrior in that room to their knees.
'He's wrong,' Storm growls. 'We should be hunting those rogues, not sitting here waiting for them to attack again.'
'I know.'
'Then why didn't you push harder? Why did you just accept his order?'
'Because he's the Alpha. Because Thunder made it clear there's no room for argument.'
'Thunder can go to hell. We're Delta. We should have a say in these decisions.'
I throw myself onto my bed and stare at the ceil
