Moving through the forest toward Dragon’s Mouth cave, I thought back over my childhood. Every mistake, every misstep, every triumph over society saying I wasn’t Delta material. I had faced it all with the understanding that every single person, save for my friends, had underestimated me. Even my mother. Then there was my father. His calm, steady, watchful presence was a mirror to my own personality. Or maybe, just maybe, he was showing me what I was capable of. But what if I wasn’t his mirror. What if he’d been holding the mirror up for me? Goddess, I missed so many cues. My head spun for a second until Thorne stabilized me from the inside out. My hand scraped against the nearest tree, the bark biting into my palm as I caught myself from falling. ‘You’re not that boy anymore. You’re st

