Chapter Twenty-Eight
Talon
Talon tried to remain still. He wanted to pace and every sound had him fighting the urge to draw his sword. His mother would be joining him any minute and he didn’t think it’d be a good idea to greet her with a drawn sword. Maybe if they’d made the meeting time earlier he wouldn’t be feeling so impatient, but he had needed to give her enough time to get the message.
He glanced around the clearing, making sure he didn’t stare too long in the direction Brianne and Marshall were hidden. His back tightened and he ignored the urge to set his wings free. Having his wings out would probably be as good an idea as greeting his mother with a sword. A sound drew his attention and he turned to see his mother ride into the clearing, dismounting near him.
“Do you realise t
