Dallas’ p.o.v.
I am lying in bed between my Mates, staring up at the ceiling.
Daxton and Darius did an excellent job of keeping me distracted, but the moment they fell asleep, my mind started racing again.
Charna has been quiet since we heard that our Mother wasn’t dead. She must realize that we have information in our mind that can answer a few questions. All we need to do is find the pieces and put the puzzle back together.
I shoot straight up at the memory that Charna is showing me and I am already halfway to the door when I realize that I don’t want to do this on my own.
“Daxton.” I call out as I shake his shoulder to wake him up. Darius is the first to open his eyes and without asking questions, he gets out of bed after knocking Daxton on the head.
“What?” Daxton asks as he sits
