Alec knew that he had to keep the truth to himself because Peter, as nice as he was, as easy as he was to talk to, was still a mundane. Covenant Law continued to forbid him from discussing the Shadow World with mundanes and Alec had yet to let go of many of the Clave's rules. They'd helped mold his life for over eighteen years that deciding to completely ignore something that was of the highest of importance to his people was not easy. Alec didn't know if it was something he could do.

"A bunch of guys who wanted to rob me," Alec said, taking the cider and sipping it carefully. It made for a nice cover of the lie he'd just told. He couldn't very well tell Peter it had been a demon especially in the middle of a dinner like this. "I put up a fight, they knocked me over the head and tried to kill me."

The last part, at least, was true. The demon had tried to kill him but only after Alec had made sure to injure it fatally. He hadn't gone down without a fight.

"I thought this was the afterlife," he corrected. "Where we go once our bodies are dead and our souls are free."