Chapter 208

CASSIAN'S POV

I lay awake in the guest bedroom, staring blindly at the ceiling as the heavy, relentless rhythm of the rain pounded against the roof.

To be completely honest, I hadn’t expected Lydia to let me stay. When I stood out there at the iron gates, drenched to the bone and shouting her name into the howling wind, it had been an act of pure, desperate madness.

But she had cracked. Or rather,