Jared
He was surprised that Wynta was so willing to talk about her past, but he had a feeling it was solely because they’d already heard a fair bit of it, from her conversation with Yale yesterday. That look on her face now though, it begged him to ask the question, something his father also wanted him to ask.
“Why don’t you belong there? Other than the rejection,” Jared asked now.
“Orphan.” She stated simply.
He thought about it for only a moment as he watched her. He could actually see that she was touching the palm of her hand and realized she likely had an initiation scar no one had noticed, one small form when she’d been a baby, those scars were barely noticeable. “So, not born inside that pack then. Found outside of it and brought into it?” he asked for clarification.
“Yes, why
