Zeph looked at the book he was holding. She held her own book tightly. "Where did you get it?" she asked.
"Someone from the Starlight pack left it here a long time ago."
Her pulse quickened. "Who?"
He leaned his head a little to the side, looking like he wasn't sure if he should tell her. Then he sighed. "She looked… a lot like you."
It clicked.
It had to be her.
“You met my mother,” she said, excitement and nervousness filled her voice.
"Your mother?"
She nodded, trying hard not to show her feelings. "If she looked like me and came from the Starlight pack, then it must be her."
Sage exhaled slowly, glancing down at the book before meeting her gaze again. "She never mentioned having a daughter. But… she did say her child was separated from her at birth."
A sharp inhale caught in
