She was talking in absolutes, like there was no way to stop this. Nix scowled, anger flaring again. “I’m not killing you, Kessandra. Shit.” “You don’t have a choice, soldier. This is a direct order.” “Fuck your orders,” Nix snarled. For the first time, Kessandra’s eyebrows shot up, surprise painting her face. It wasn’t often Nix could catch her off guard.
