LYRA

My mind raced through possible explanations while Kael waited for an answer. Every lie I considered fell apart under the weight of his scrutiny.

He was too perceptive and trained in reading people. I needed something close enough to the truth that I could sell it without giving away what I actually was.

"I grew up on the war front," I said finally. The words came out slower than usual, as I was choosing each one carefully. "Medical tents, supply lines, all of it. Omegas were easy ...