Chapter 16
So why did Ryder grin? “See. Told ya.”
And why did Ember hug me? “Sorry about the knife. Ryder’s right. This was a much better test.”
Then I got it. “Fae can’t lie. You could smell that I was lying.”
“Bingo.” Ryder tapped me on the nose, his proximity as warming as the sun.
“I still don’t see why you can’t just catch glamoured fae that way,” Ember complained. Despite her tone, her presence was abruptly as warm as Ryder’s. “Ask them: ‘Are you fae?’ Fae can’t lie, so you know who to stab. Samhain Shifter job complete.”
“Fae are too clever to get trapped by wordplay,” I explained. “And they aren’t affected by alpha compulsions.”
Before I could exercise my pedantic streak further, the door burst open behind us. A flurry of young shifters blew in.
“I’ll tell them!” a boy bell
