Jace
Jace Anger was raging within me like I had never known before as I defiantly stared at my father, almost willing him to argue with me about Titha and her egg.
“Of course she was a mother. And her daughter?” he asked cautiously.
“She was going to name her Micha. Titha said she should hatch within the week. It is now our responsibility to protect her,” I announced, daring anyone to fight me on the matter.
Around the clearing, I took better stock of the group, noting each member of our rescue team.
“Where is Alex?” I asked my father, causing his posture to straighten.
“He didn’t enter with us. I thought he was still in Emerald Creek.”
“Oh, he’s definitely in here. I left him somewhere back there holding Cat Miller in place,” I said, once again leaving my father in a state of shoc
