Amber nodded, doubting Ronan would agree to anything less. Such as not being in the hatchlings’ lives at all. If it turned out he didn’t like how they were being raised, she’d sort that out when it happened. And with how he’d raised his other kids, she doubted he’d be happy with Jay’s methods. “Deal.”
“Wait here.” Ronan vanished before Amber could argue.
“We can’t stay here.” She said the words even though he couldn’t hear them. “Brigitte is gathering some of her hybrids together.” She was also still trying to find out where they were. Hoping to distract Brigitte before she had the chance to find the hunters, she tried to contact the woman.
“What is she doing?” Crystal asked.
Amber held up a hand to hush Crystal when Brigitte spoke to her.
“You will regret taking my egg from me.” Bri
