Cassian's POV
I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I hit Milo.
I take three quick steps back, shaking out my fists. I breathe deeply to calm myself down, and I’m just about to apologize when—
Wham!
The breath leaves my body in a rush. I double over and stagger back. It’s been a long time since someone caught me off guard with a punch.
“Whoa!”
Wilder positions his body between the two of us, one hand flung out toward both of us.
“Knock it off! This isn’t helping!”
No, it isn’t helping. I can’t believe we’re wasting time on this bullshit when Lyra is being held captive somewhere!
I try to rush around Wilder—
I’m thrown back as if I’d tried to run into a wall.
Milo is straining to get to me too, and in a heartbeat, I understand what’s happening. Wilder is keeping us apar
