Wynta
She stood staring at Jared as he thought through what could be happening to her. She didn’t know, but it kind of did make sense, and what if yesterday and last night hadn’t been what he thought? What if that voice inside her head had been the one that was now tugging on her family tether? She didn’t know of any family, but what if it was like he said, and it was the person she’d been bled to as a tiny baby?
That meant that somewhere nearby was the person that knew who her mother was. They could tell her who she really was because they would know. But then again, there was no proof that she had been bled to another at all, so what if that person now tugging on her tether wasn’t some witch, or person that fled with her?
What if that person tugging on her tether was actually her rea
