Abel
Millicent stood beside me, the perfect companion, adding insightful questions at just the right moments. She asked the boy about specific precedents, about cases I'd barely heard of myself. How did an omega raised on the outskirts know so much about pack legal history?
"You seem very well-versed in our laws, Miss Adams," Elder Thomas noted with approval. "Did you study law as well as business?"
"Just personal interest," Millicent replied smoothly. "I've always believed knowledge is power, especially for omegas."
The elder nodded approvingly, but I caught the slight tremor in her voice. Another tell. Another lie? How many had there been? How many had I missed because I was too distracted by her scent, her smile, the way she fit perfectly against my side?
When Millicent returned th
