It was Starfall in the Night Court. What was normally your favorite holiday now turned into you watching the male who was your mate dance with another woman.

You lean against the wall, a glass of wine in your hand as you watch Azriel and Elain dance.

He was smiling. He never smiled at you anymore. Not since he found out that you were his mate, anyways.

Maybe it was selfish. Maybe it was awful for wanting him when he was in love with someone else. But how could you not? He was your mate, the male that you were destined to be with. And he was dancing with Elain. It was close to a physical pain as you watched them.

You hardly notice Cassian and Nesta come up and stand beside you.

"He's being a prick," Cassian mutters, also sipping his own glass of wine. Nesta nods in agreement.