Cassian's POV
"I told you," I growled, slamming my palm against the marble pillar just outside the infirmary door. "She came into my room at the wrong damn time. I didn't invite her. I didn’t want this to happen."
My father's eyes burned into me like twin blades of judgment. "And you couldn't hold your cursed urges for five minutes? She’s your sister!"
"She’s not my sister!" I snapped, voice low but lethal.
The word echoed in the tense hallway.
The scent of Raven’s blood still clung to my fingers, sticky, warm, and haunting. I could feel it drying under my nails like a scar I couldn't wash away.
“She’s my daughter!” the King bellowed, stepping closer. “And your actions with your recklessness could’ve killed her!”
I looked away, jaw tightening. My shirt was still ripped from last nig
