The drive through the city streets back to Sara’s pack’s Den is a long, silent one. Nymia’s confused about her father and how he came by the information he has, maybe an informant they didn’t know about? Perhaps he had someone who also felt when Jeremiah came of age and had been digging? No matter which way she thought about it, it was something that her father hadn’t told her and considering she’d been with Jeremiah for a couple days now, that didn’t sit well with her. Not one ...