My fingers shook as I jotted down the fake facts, fighting to keep my thoughts clear. Alec's threat rang in my ears, his decision crystal clear. My dad's fate hung in the balance, and this was my only shot at saving him.
I was well aware of the risks. Giving Alec fake info about Lucien's defenses could blow my cover, but it was the only plan I had. If Alec bought the lies, he wouldn't hit as hard. I was trying to stop a battle, to keep both groups from killing each other.
I'd told Alec that Lucien's best fighters would be at the north border, with the east barely watched. It wasn't true. Lucien had beefed up the east side, knowing Alec would likely attack from there. But I had to make Alec think otherwise. It was the only way to stop the rogues from starting a full-on attack.
