“There has to be something,” Dustin ran his fingers over his hair.
Oden nodded, “and I will find it.”
“What do we know?” Xander asked.
Oden reached for the tab that he had placed on the table. “That the mother had fallen pregnant during her nineteenth year. She was on holiday with a few of her friends. Maybe I could visit these friends and see if I can get a reading from them. I want to keep the mother as a last resort. If she is like her daughter, we don’t want to frighten them.”
“Agreed,” Dustin rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Do you think the High Priestess might know something? Why did she think to protect her before we were even aware that she was our mate?”
Xander nodded, “You are right. It’s late now to reach her, but that should be something we do first thing in the morning be
