**Lyra POV**
He continues to stare at me and I want to scream and demand that he answer me, but I’m not sure I’m ready to hear his answer. My brain is already working overtime, trying to come up with some kind of explanation. Not to mention, I’ve been fighting my ridiculously fierce attraction to him for days now and I’m mentally drained.
“Maybe we should go somewhere and talk about all of this,” Dominic suggests.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand up as a wave of doubt and unease courses through me.
“No, either you tell me now, or I’m going home.”
It’s only three pm, but I don’t think I can stay in this room with him if he’s not going to be honest with me. Especially about something so enigmatic as saying “you humans.”
“Lyra, this isn’t the best place to talk about it.”
“Talk a
