ELRETH
Elreth needed to move. There was a tingling need inside her to be on her feet, to let her body shift and move and…
How could her mother expect her to just accept this on her word?
She leaped to her feet and began to pace back and forth in front of the couch while her mother sat in the chair that faced it, a soft but beaming smile on her face.
"You're really freaking me out here, Mom," Elreth growled. "The disformed didn't even tell Aaryn about this. He knew there were defectors. He didn't know some of them were coming back with humans in tow."
"Only the ones with True Mates, and only those that have already been identified as… as having good hearts," her mother said firmly.
"I can't believe you told Gar about this and you won't tell me."
