Amara just stared at him for a long moment her mouth half open, her voice caught somewhere between disbelief and something that sounded like laughter if it wasn’t shaking.
“What kind of nonsense are you saying?” she finally blurted out, her voice trembling even though she tried to sound annoyed. “You’re not making any sense, Leo. You’re human! You’re—” she gestured at him wildly, “you’re you!”
Leo’s jaw tightened, that slow steady tension she’d come to recognize right before he lost patience. His eyes darkened, but not in anger exactly — more like frustration mixed with exhaustion. “You said it yourself,” he muttered. “My eyes glow, Amara. You’ve seen it. I have inhuman strength. You’ve noticed I sneak out at night. What did you think I was doing?”
“I don’t know, being weird like you al
